This was probably one of the more eventful trips home. While I didn’t have weather to worry about, my shuttle to the airport was leaving at 8:50am and I didn’t get in bed until about 3am. I got to the lobby a little after 8 to check out and wait for the shuttle. They were taking our luggage on a box truck and we took 2 buses to the airport.
Getting through security, I couldn’t take my shoes off and usually they do not make me, but they made me go sit down and then walk back to pass my shoes through. Walking barefoot with all my stuff plus my shoes was a bit of a challenge, but I survived!
Once I got to my gate, I found Auntie Ann’s Pretzels and grabbed something to eat since I was not sure when I would be able to eat again. Hearing any announcements was difficult as well. It turned out our flight was delayed by 30 minutes. The flight was also supposed to be full, but amazingly no one ended up sitting in the middle seat next to me – again!
When I landed at Baltimore, the flight attendant helped me get my stuff to the wheelchair and told the attendant “take good care of her” and it was all downhill from there. The attendant was pushing my wheelchair as well as another woman’s. This woman was with her daughter and they had to pick up luggage and were done. I didn’t have luggage and still had another flight. At this point it was about 5:30 and I was due to take off at 6:15. The guy left me where you drop off your bags for the connecting flight and promised that I would make my flight but that he was going to help the other woman first because she didn’t have another flight.
When it started creeping closer and closer to 6, the girls in the baggage area started looking for the guy. With no sign of him, someone else grabbed me and got me to the gate with little time to spare. There also turned out to be a sorority on my flight that had to check their bags so they ended up holding the flight and I still got a window seat despite not preboarding but I was very nervous that I was going to miss the flight – through no fault of my own.
Getting back to Hartford was a breeze, landed to snow on the ground and the tire pressure light on in my car… but that always happens because of the temperature changes.