The flight to Philadelphia was calm, the skies were clear. The landing was smooth, and maneuvering while loaded with the heaviest carry on bags I could manage didn't seem so bad after my refreshing nap during the flight. I decided against exploring the airport shops, and once I confirmed the departure gate for the next leg of my journey, I began the long trek to the designated departure gate.
I noticed a currency conversion booth, and I thought this would be a good time to exchange currency. Near the departure gate for my flight, I spotted nearby an ATM machine. Luckily, there was no line!! So there would not be a repeat of the experience with the line at McDonald's. I keyed in the necessary codes and requested of the machine a sum of money well within the daily cash withdrawal limit. After the momentary processing, the machine politely informed me: Transaction Denied!! Not giving in to rising panic, I thought perhaps so many people have been at the machine today, it is possible it is low on cash.
Thus, I initiated a new transaction and requested of the machine a lower reasonable amount of cash which was definitely within the daily withdrawal limit. Once again, I received the polite message: Transaction Denied!! Struggling to not give in to the rising level of anxiety I was beginning to feel, I boldly initiated a third transaction, knowing the possibility my bank card would be retained by said polite ATM machine was extremely high!
Bingo!!! I was able to obtain a small sum of cash which, when converted to Euros, and once fees were deducted netted me a little over 100 Euros. Definitely well below the amount I requested and nowhere near the amount I needed upon landing in France, since I was to hand over the caution (security deposit) to my landlord upon arrival!! I thought Well, at least some money is better than none at all!!
It wasn't long before the announcement that my flight to Zurich was ready to board, and I made my way to the check-in counter. Unlike the orderly procession of boarding passengers at the US Airways terminal, the passenger boarding “procession” was one in which everyone raced to check in simultaneously. Fortunately, there was no pushing or shoving!!
I found my seat at the very back of the plane – never sat that far back before – and this time, I had the window seat (sigh). After that startling experience with the ATM machine, it was nice to relax. My seat mate and I must have had the same thought. We both quickly stowed our carry on bags and liberated our blankets and pillows from their guardian plastic enclosures. She got out her book, and I retrieved mine. We chatted briefly, but it was nice to know I would not have to try to engage in conversation the entire flight especially since I could not shake the feeling of mounting anxiety I had as a result of my encounter with the polite ATM machine!!
The in-flight movie was the newly re-made and released Karate Kid starring the son of Jada Pinkette and Will Smith, which I had not seen (and which I still have not seen in its entirety since I fell asleep at some point). Dinner was delicious, although I can't remember what it was at this point. I do remember thinking it was better than I expected of “heat and serve” in-flight cuisine.
I woke up, and I was greeted by the most beautiful sunrise. Soon, the entire cabin began to stir, and breakfast was served promptly by the flight attendants. It wasn't long before the pilot announced we would be landing in Zurich in about 20 minutes.
With my excitement level rising and such a beautiful sunrise, I thought this is going to be a good day!!
Would you like to know more? Stay tuned...Same Bat Time, Same Bat Channel..
True
Monday, September 27, 2010
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Destination: Philadelphia
I will start today's blog by saying Thank you to the inventor of Flip Flops!!
After bidding farewell to my over weight baggage, I began the long trek to the departure gate. Loaded with the heaviest carry on bags I thought I could manage, this long trek was no small task! After completing the security check in process, I still had a good walk ahead of me.
Since I had spent the morning repacking, I had not eaten. So, with the grumbling of my stomach reminding me I had overlooked the morning's meal, I decided it was a good time to grab a bite to eat. The Double Arches of McDonald's beckoned me, and since only a few people were at the counter, I – loaded with the heaviest carry on bags I thought I could manage – began the relatively short trek to the counter.
Interestingly, with each step I took, the line at the counter magically grew! So by the time I reached the line – loaded with the heaviest carry on bags I thought I could manage – I had, in fact, taken only a few steps!!
Finally, the moment came when I presented myself to the gentleman behind the counter to place my order. I ordered a light meal, and it was presented to me quickly. Now, the task became how to get to the seat I had my eye on given I was loaded with the heaviest carry on bags I thought I could manage (smiles). After my wonderful meal, I along with my bags began the trek to the departure gate. Once there, I found a wonderful seat with a view towards the runway. Soon, I was joined by many others, and the moment arrived where we all boarded the plane. There was the usual assortment of folks, including the proverbial crying babies and barking dog. Yes, I said barking dog!!
I thought I must really be tired, but a curious glance at my two seat mates (I had my beloved aisle seat) confirmed I was not having “a moment.” For a second, I thought the barking dog of my son's neighbor had managed to sneak aboard the plane!! Indeed, someone had “carried on” a dog. The owner must have applied a muzzle as a result of many curious looks towards the end of the cabin from whence the barks came, 'cause he or she was quieted quicker than the crying babies!!
The flight was comfortable, and after a moment, I began to do what I always do on planes. I fell asleep!!!!
Would you like to know more? Stay tuned … Same bat time...Same bat channel …
True
After bidding farewell to my over weight baggage, I began the long trek to the departure gate. Loaded with the heaviest carry on bags I thought I could manage, this long trek was no small task! After completing the security check in process, I still had a good walk ahead of me.
Since I had spent the morning repacking, I had not eaten. So, with the grumbling of my stomach reminding me I had overlooked the morning's meal, I decided it was a good time to grab a bite to eat. The Double Arches of McDonald's beckoned me, and since only a few people were at the counter, I – loaded with the heaviest carry on bags I thought I could manage – began the relatively short trek to the counter.
Interestingly, with each step I took, the line at the counter magically grew! So by the time I reached the line – loaded with the heaviest carry on bags I thought I could manage – I had, in fact, taken only a few steps!!
Finally, the moment came when I presented myself to the gentleman behind the counter to place my order. I ordered a light meal, and it was presented to me quickly. Now, the task became how to get to the seat I had my eye on given I was loaded with the heaviest carry on bags I thought I could manage (smiles). After my wonderful meal, I along with my bags began the trek to the departure gate. Once there, I found a wonderful seat with a view towards the runway. Soon, I was joined by many others, and the moment arrived where we all boarded the plane. There was the usual assortment of folks, including the proverbial crying babies and barking dog. Yes, I said barking dog!!
I thought I must really be tired, but a curious glance at my two seat mates (I had my beloved aisle seat) confirmed I was not having “a moment.” For a second, I thought the barking dog of my son's neighbor had managed to sneak aboard the plane!! Indeed, someone had “carried on” a dog. The owner must have applied a muzzle as a result of many curious looks towards the end of the cabin from whence the barks came, 'cause he or she was quieted quicker than the crying babies!!
The flight was comfortable, and after a moment, I began to do what I always do on planes. I fell asleep!!!!
Would you like to know more? Stay tuned … Same bat time...Same bat channel …
True
My Flip Flops – Part Two
Even though it technically is time to put my beloved flip flops away, I just could not. Instead, I and my beloved flip flops jetted off to the land of Louis XIV!!
Yes, I said I and my beloved flip flops boarded not just one, but three planes to visit the land of Louis XIV!!
In a moment of madness which occurs when one reaches a certain age, I decided to apply for study abroad to improve my French!! During said moment of madness, I took the decision to stay not just one semester, but the entire year!!!
So, on 4 September 2010, I boarded a plane to commence the first leg of my journey to France!! It was a typically beautiful Miami morning – sunny and hot!! I started the morning by repacking my bags since I was determined not to be slapped with over-weight baggage charges. Finally, the moment arrived when it was time to go to the airport. Remembering my last experience at the airport, I donned my beloved flip flops and away to the airport was I (smiles).
The drive was short and uneventful, given any sane person would still be asleep on a Saturday morning, and after hugs and kisses to my son and his pal, I entered the hallowed halls of US Airways to commence my journey.
Luggage check in was easy!!! Somehow, I still managed to be charged for 7 pounds of over weight luggage!! The good thing though, my bags commenced their journey straight through to France. I, on the other hand, still had to go through security. . . .
Would you like to know more? Stay tuned. Same bat time, same bat channel,
True
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)