I like to consider myself a seasoned traveler. Ive packed a lot of suitcases, had a lot of airport food, and spent many hours in the air. Yet through all of my travel experiences, including my two trips to Europe, nothing would have prepared me for last night’s flight to Seattle.
For a summer vacation my family decided to fly us all up to Seattle to embark on a 7 day cruise through Alaska. We were set to fly out of LAX at 6:33, land in San Francisco, wait an hour for our connecting flight to Seattle, arriving around 11:00. However, we would soon learn that all of this was about to change.
We got to the airport 2 hours before our flight, and after going through security we had about 1.5 hours to wait for our take off. I wasn’t thrilled about flying again. Being back in an airport reminded me of the Czech extravaganza where I spent over 30 hours in airports or on planes. This flight was supposed to be different though. We had a combined flight time of 2.5 hours, which compared to Europe is nothing.
30 minutes before our plane was supposed to take off we were notified that our flight was delayed nearly 2 hours. This meant we would be missing our connecting flight to Seattle. After some tricky work from an extremely nice airline employee we were able to change our tickets for a nonstop flight to Seattle. We would be landing in Seattle only 50 minutes later then we had originally planned.
After a little wait in our new terminal we boarded the plane and left for Seattle. We were all happy to make it to our final destination. All that was left was to take a quick shuttle to our hotel and finally get some rest. All we had to do was get our luggage….
The only problem was that our luggage never came. Somehow amidst the flight delay and ticket exchange our luggage was never transferred to our new flight. We were initially told that we may not be able to get them for 2 days, until our ship reached its first port. This scared all of us considering we weren’t prepared to be stuck on a boat with nothing but the clothes on our backs.
It turns out the airline had acknowledged the mistake and put our luggage on a new plane which landed in Seattle at 1 am. We were all relieved to finally get our clothes back.
We were all incredibly tired and drained. The rest of the night was standard, get to the hotel and sleep.
The next day we had to take a shuttle back to the airport so we could take another shuttle to the boat. Our first shuttle was late due to a flat tire, and our second shuttle got lost on our way to the boat, but finally we made it, our travel nightmare had ended.
Alaska here we come!