Thursday, September 2, 2010
Traveling with Grandma
We intended to fly Triangle Airlines. We really did. Once upon a time, we referred to this airline as "God's airline" because their service was so stellar. I remember once being late for a flight and having the gate agent drive me to my plane in a station wagon on the ramp. No such service in Salt Lake today!
We arrived at the airport later than we planned, but surely with enough time to make the 11:30 flight. Unfortunately, I made the mistake of thinking I could get my boarding pass from one of the ticketing kiosks. While I was attempting to do that, the agents were going ga-ga over my beautiful granddaughter. Sadly, the kiosk did not recognize me. Not realizing the seriousness of this mistake, I spent a few more moments basking in the glow of grandbaby admiration. The delay meant that I was within some mysterious 30-minute window which meant that the evil desk agent would not give me a boarding pass on the 11:30 flight (notwithstanding the fact that I had been at the kiosk in plenty of time or that it was their employees who delayed us and didn't mention anything about a 30-minute window). Evil gate agent even went so far as to leave a comment in the computer that I was not to board the 11:30 flight under any circumstances and proceeded to call the gate WHILE I WAS STANDING THERE to tell them so. Grrrrrrrrrrrrr...
Play with baby on the flight and try to keep her from kicking the rude young man in the window seat and his rude mother on the aisle. Try to keep baby happy. Works pretty well until about an hour into the flight. The plane finally touches down in Seattle and Abby falls asleep as we taxi to the gate. Figures...
Aunt Lynda has all the appropriate baby items. She has a pack and play with a changing table and a mobile, a booster seat/high chair for mealtime, and lots of toys. Life is good, and Abby shows her appreciation with smiles and giggles. Oh, she is a cutie.