Travel Pains
Tonight, I was supposed to fly from Minneapolis, MN to San Francisco, CA through Denver, CO. For some reason, my reservation was canceled and turned into a direct flight from Las Vegas, NV to San Francisco, CA. I must assume that the airline expected me to walk from Minneapolis to Las Vegas, which would make for a great hike, except for the snow storm raging outside.
After much discussions, I am back onto a flight to San Francisco through Chicago, IL. For those who know anything about US geography, Minneapolis is actually located between Chicago and San Francisco, but I will ignore this detail for now, for I have more pressing matters to worry about: the pilot of my flight to Chicago is actually stuck in Chicago and the flight won’t leave before the time I am actually supposed to take my connection to San Francisco in Chicago. Everybody is following so far? Good.
I am now back to square one and have to get a flight on an other airline, for all other flights are either full, late, canceled or any combination of the above. This one is direct to San Francisco and paid for by the airline I was originally supposed to fly with, which seems to create all kinds of issues with computers. This gives me the opportunity of walking a couple of miles at MSP, which actually is a pretty nice airport if one puts aside its utterly stupid terminal configuration. After about five hours of work, I am now the proud owner of a middle seat ticket direct from Minneapolis to San Francisco. With a little bit of luck, I might even sleep home tonight…
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