Yesterday I did a lot of waiting… And I mean A LOT.
We arrived at the LAX around noon. The check-in process was a bit chaotic, with computers not printing out baggage tags and all that kind of stuff. It took at least a half hour to get to a check-in machine, get my tickets, and check my baggage.
After that it was time to go through security. That, surprisingly, didn’t take too long. But once I was through… Let the waiting begin!
I arrived at my gate, and took a seat. At check-in it had said my flight might be delayed by Air Traffic Control, but I couldn’t find anything that said what time we were delayed to, or even anything that really said the word “delay”. But I overheard someone saying the flight was delayed until 3:30.
Great, just great. We were supposed to depart at 2:00.
I called United, and checked the status of the flight. Sure enough, 3:30. Well, maybe I could catch my connection anyway. I checked the status of that flight. CANCELED!
I called my dad, and he told me to go to customer service and find out if they can make arrangements for me. So that’s what I did. Me and 50 other people. After an hour and a half, and moving about 3 feet in line, I realized my plane would leave before I got anywhere near the front.
Lucky for me, a rep was at the gate. I asked him if he could help me, and he did. I was put on standby for an earlier flight to San Fransisco. The earlier I get there, the more chance I have to catch a flight home. I was also placed standby on a flight to Eugene.
I had never been standby before, but I went with it. What choice did I have? Classes start on Monday.
I got on the flight to San Fransisco. We waited a half hour after boarding before we could even leave the gate. We were told that San Fransisco was a mess. Most of us already had that figured out.
By now I’m stressed out, tired, and had a massive headache. The flight was good, though, and cleared my head a bit. We landed at 5:15, five minutes before the Eugene flight I was placd standby for was scheduled to board.
Once off the plane, it was time to sprint to the other gate. Quick stop at a departure screen to check the gate number and…. DELAYED! Departure time: 8:40 PM.
Fabulous. Three hours at the airport, stressed out, tired, and with the return of that weird headache I get that also makes me sick to my stomach, and also a possible fever.
I ended up buying some advil (really expensive at airports…), and laying down on the chairs at the gate. That’s how I spent most of the wait… About 2 hours in the headache was subsiding (yay, advil!), so I did some reading, played some DS, and even got some dinner.
The main problem was that the plane was full, and I was one of many on standby. Such things happen with canceled flights… I was not feeling good about getting on that flight, but there was another leaving at 8:55 (on time), so I was fairly confident that my priority standby status would get me on one of them.
The “departure time” arrived, and the plane was yet to land. It was circling San Fransisco Bay, we were told, awaiting permission to land.
At the same time, the other flight was delayed about 10 minutes. It became a real gamble on which would take off first. I was unsure of which gate to wait at.
The 8:40 plane still hadn’t arrived when they started boarding the 8:55. I ran to the other gate, and asked if being standby on the other flight meant I was standby on that one too. I was told standbys will roll over to later flights, but whether “later flights” that ended up being earlier had me as standby. Apparently not, but I was added when I mentioned that I was priority standby.
That flight was full as well, but luck on my side had someone not show up. I think they said 5 people, but it seemed like there was only one spot open when I got on… But it was mine! I was at the top of the standby list, and I was going home.
We arrived in Eugene around 11:00. Five hours later than I was supposed to be, I was back. And lucky me, my backpack was even placed on the right flight! My suitcase also made it to Eugene, whether by an earlier flight or on the other flight from San Fran that landed about 20 minutes after us, I’m still not sure.
Today I’m back in Corvallis. I’ll probably head to bed early. I’m still a bit tired from yesterday.