OK, so we've got it pretty good with free air fare and all, but you should all know that we definitely pay a price!This is what it can be like flying stand-by:(warning: the following contains a lot of exclamation marks and caps, for emphasis of course.)Sunday 5:50pmWHAT!?! Our flight tomorrow is FULL!?! and the day after? FULL!?! Just a few days ago it was quite open!!!
OK... let me think. Tonight's flight has 16 seats and after that...nothing all week. I will not get to Seattle by Christmas! I can't NOT get to Seattle by Christmas!
Dan, get the suitcase down.
Minna, get serious.
Dan, I'm flying with the girls tonight, in an hour and a half!
I was FLYING already but throughout the house, THROWING clothes, clean or not, into suitcases.
(Was this a scene from some movie somewhere?)
Just get what we need right? diapers, toiletries, don't forget Lamby and the girls' blankets. Dan can bring anything else on his flight Thursday.
Call the airline, call my mom (surprise! we're coming tonight!), change Jane, shoes on...
dinner??? Stuff it in a Ziploc and let's go!
JFK!
(Dan can really cruise when he wants to)
What's the plan??? You park, I take EVERYTHING in with the girls to get checked in??? OK. Meet me inside with the car seat. And HURRY!
Backpack on back, Jane in front, purse slung on right shoulder, carry-on slung on left shoulder, two suitcases on a SmarteCarte and Hannah gets to ride on top.
No one in line. GREAT! Checked in. GREAT! I have to take the shuttle? Not so GREAT!
It's 6:57 and the plane takes off at 7:25.
Up the stairs and to security, but where's Dan? I need the car seat and his help.
There he is! Now, securi...
OH NO!!! Are you kidding!?! I have tons of toiletries in my carry-on with loads of liquid ounces! I can't believe myself! How many times do I fly a MONTH!?!
No problem Minna, I'll take care of it.
He's taking my little toiletries bag, but that means he's gone again.
Waiting...waiting...7:10.
Minna, it's checked.
Onward!
Dan flashes his badge to get through (thank heavens for those perks!).
Shoes, coats and belts off, laptop out, Jane off, bags off. Must we do all of this!
Shoes, coats and belts on, laptop? did we get the laptop? Jane on, bags on. Hannah please get off the floor!
Hustle to the shuttle.
(sense the panic yet?)
It's a quick ride. I see the terminal. Breath!
Gate 21- Isn't that one of the last?
18, 19, 20...7:22
No passengers at the gate, but it's open.
Are you the Dwyers?
DY-ers, yes!
Makes no difference to me.
Finally, our seat assignments (Yes, we go through all of this without knowing whether or not we have seats on the airplane). How many will we get? Are they together?
1A, 1B, 1C
The arms don't come up on those seats (Will the car seat fit? Will Hannah be able to sleep?). I'll take it!
Dan flashes his badge (thank heavens, again!).
Bags stowed, girls buckled, kisses good-bye from daddy.
You rock my world, Dan!
Seattle Christmas, here we come!
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