May 12, 2011 San Francisco – Asheville, NC
First leg is to Houston, by way of Dallas. Big thunderstorms mean we have to go around the storms to get to Houston. But we don’t have enough fuel to do that so we have to stop in Dallas to get fuel, to fly into Louisiana and come back around to get to Houston. It’s a good thing I have a long layover.
The rest of the flight was so good. Got up at 3 a.m. no problem. Got to airport. Got to gate and had pastry and coffee. We didn’t even hit turbulence until we hit the Texas border. Then we hit the storm of the century as Pvt. Tim at Ft. Hood, Texas is calling it.
It’s kind of funny to fly alone all the way across the country but at least I get the window seat. I enjoy taking pictures of snow-capped mountains and the mesas of Arizona and New Mexico.
So, we refuel, fly to Louisiana, and come back through Beaumont Texas. LOL
Missed my connecting flight by thismuch. 2 minutes. I run up to the gate, out of breath, to see the little cart pushing my plane away from the gate. The airline which will remain nameless, but starts with a C gets me a flight to Charlotte, NC, which is then 2 1/2 hours more delayed with 4 gate changes. My husband is back home arranging the rental car for me for when I arrive in Charlotte.
Finally, got on the little itty bitty puddle jumper. 1 seat, aisle, two seats. About 6 -7 feet across the whole cabin of the plane.
On the runway we are delayed some more for wind shear. So they turn up the A/C and it starts snowing in the plane. The a/c is so cold that the condensation is turning into snowflakes. hahahaha
For a little plane the flight isn’t too bad at all. Until I arrive in Charlotte to baggage claim to discover that my luggage wasn’t on the plane. I’ve had enough for one day. I get the car and find a hotel.
It is hard to sleep in a strange place all alone. I leave the tv on low, a light on across the room, and finally pass out about 1:30 a.m. with the alarm on my phone set for 5 a.m.
–to be continued on Monday