A couple Wednesday's ago was my Birthday, and what better way to celebrate than with chocolate?! I'm a simple girl that enjoys simple pleasures... and the photo below includes a simple pleasure I always have room for;)
|Before & After | Demolished in 2.5 minutes MAX!|
|Keepall 55 with Shoulder Strap|
|Neverfull GM (a.ka. mary poppins bag)|
I was abnormally nervous and had some preflight jitters. I was scheduled for the 10:30PM redeye on United, but couldn't get seat assignments when I checked in online--and although I planned on sleeping the duration of the five hour flight to LAX, I loathe being in the back of planes--been there done that, don't want to be back there ever again...ever!
I had dinner with the ohana (family), and Dad took me to the airport around 8PM. It takes about an hour to get to the airport from where I live, and I wanted to square away my seat debacle--otherwise, I'm a "run to your gate" kind of girl...or used to be anyway;)
Dad and I said goodbye at the curb, and I breezed through security.. I was at my gate within 15 minutes and noticed there wasn't a lot of people there. I got a little excited, thinking it wouldn't be a full flight and visited the agent behind the counter. He had that "I hate my job" vibe oozing with hatred and laziness, and routinely gave me a boarding ticket with a seat assignment somewhere in the 20's--not too far back, but not close enough for me, so I held back a cringe as I asked him if bulkhead was available, and when he firmly said "no," I persisted by asking for an exit row--again, his answer was a firm "no." Thanks pal.
I went back to my seat and distracted myself before long noticing it was a little after 10PM and we hadn't boarded yet, in fact, there wasn't even any pre-boarding action going on--wtf? My "friend" said all but a few words on the intercom about "the plane being on-time, and should be here around 10:45PM" ..Say what? ...Pardon? ...According to my ticket, we should be in the air by 10:30PM, what's the deal?
I kept looking at my ticket, intensely inspecting it--like you would those photo "find the difference" games--and remained confused since [duh] it said my departure time was at 10:30PM.
While walking to the bathroom to freshen up, I thought I heard something about one of the aircrafts not being cleared and I could only assume there were two flights going to LAX that night, and seemingly they were then combining them (without letting us know). Thanks United. Appreciate that. Nothing better than waiting, and not knowing why.
Our gate began filling up, no longer a question it would in fact be a full flight--on whatever plane we ended up on! At no point in time, as the seconds kept ticking now after 11PM did anyone from United speak up and clearly state what was going on. From my prospective, it looked as if my flight of passengers (who expected to be in the air at 10:30PM) were restless from being delayed, meanwhile the later flight passengers (11:30PM?) were barely affected, and everything was business as usual.
Three more agents came to the area and had extra springs in their steps, and it became apparent United overbooked my flight, and decided to possibly wait for a larger plane to accomodate the passengers by delaying them two hours. This wouldn't have been a problem or something I was so irate about, except for the fact that it also became clear I would be missing my morning connection flight from LAX to LAS. Awesome.
This is plane we ended up occupying for about five hours...took off around 12:20AM(??)
|A Brick Shit House|
|What a waste|
|Get me the F OUTTA HERE!!|
|Grande Non-fat Cappuccino, Oatmeal, Fruit cup, & Banana bread = $15.44|
The next flight (after the 1PM flight) wasn't until 4PM, and at this rate, I would have been better off renting a car at 8AM and trekking the 4 hour drive into the desert. I must have been wearing down though, because as much as I wanted to get on that 1PM flight, I began changing my "balls-to-the-wall" or "90-to-nothin'" mentality, to "what will be will be." And with that, 30 passengers failed to show up for that flight, and I was cleared for take headed to Vegas with my new friends!
|Finally Made it to Sin City!|
Later, I met up with one of my friends and her boyfriend for drinks and we kept our fingers crossed the boyfriend would make his connection flight, which then transitioned to hoping his flight didn't get cancelled. After many rounds of drinks for us, and many hours of being delayed for the bf, he finally made it to Sin City around 11PM.
He didn't make it to the hotel until almost midnight, and we ended up meeting at the room where he quickly changed and we walked around the Strip. Here's an epic photo I strategically took while on our walk...
|Brings new meaning to "Babydoll" outfits!|
Anyhoo, the bf and I ended up where we met and had some much needed food before heading back to the hotel. So far, that's been our tradition--and I love it:)
Day one: That's a wrap.