I've flown 105,000 miles this year and I have about 10,000 still in the works before the end of the year. So this flight to Maui is just another trip on Delta. Or so one would think.
We broke the rules. SMH.
We booked a flight through LAX and it had less than an hour layover. First mistake.
I packed 3 suite cases just for myself. One was just for shoes! Second mistake.
I wore heels. Third mistake.
Forgot my Bose headphones. Now I'm just asking for it.
3:05am
The damn alarm goes off. Sigh. So the morning starts. Car service arrives at 4am. No worries, I'm used to these early flights and totally planned on sleeping in the car for the hour or so ride from San Jose to SFO. Was already packed and clothes laid out the night before. Car was on time except I didn't get any sleep on the ride up. We found out that our flight changed gates in LAX and our layover time changed. So not only will we land and park at Terminal 5 and have to walk to Terminal 6, we have to do it in 36 minutes. And that's hoping there are no delays. Which, Murphy will certainly show me otherwise. Thank goodness I decided to take one of my carry-ons with me. 25 minutes and my checked luggage could possibly not make it with me. Crossing fingers because I really wanted to wear my pink heels tonight.
4:55am
I had time to buy a new pair of Skull Candy headphones, coffee, and a smut magazine (Smut is the name Kevin gives those magazines because that's exactly what's in them. Except if there is a story on Kim Kardashian or Scarlet Johansen, I mean ScarJo, he's all over it).
5:50am
We board on time. Flight lifts off right at 6:30am.
7:41am
We land early. Hurray! Oh but we get to sit on the tarmac for 15 minutes because another plane is at our gate and we have to wait for an unbelievable amount of planes to pass by. And, of course, the jet bridge has no attendant when we arrive. There is literally a 5 foot gap between the boarding door and the edge of the jet bridge. Argh! I wondered at one point if I could ever make a jump like that. The concrete below was only about 10 feet. Eh.
8:05am
Still standing there waiting for the jet bridge. Our connecting flight is scheduled to take off at 8:25am. Kevin and I just stare into space hoping for some miracle.
I tell Kevin all the time that I believe in good karma angels. Do good and good things happen. Oh, how I hoped this was one of those times. Otherwise, we were going to be stuck in LA for 5 hours and catch the next flight to Maui which arrives at 10pm and mind you we'd probably miss out on our first class seats and our awesome dinner reservations at Banyan Tree.
8:06am
"Hello folks, we are just waiting for the jet bridge and we'll be able to deplane in a moment. We have some passengers connecting to Maui today. Not to worry, your plane is holding for you." The little FA man says those words and it is like music to my ears. I clap loudly and nudge Kevin with a wink that says "Yeah baby, good karma" and he winks back which tells me something more like "Delta wouldn't leave a Diamond status behind" or "they better not have left, I would have pitched a major fit. They lucked out" but either way we were so relieved. I realized we still had to hustle. Delta Gate agent finds us upon deplaning and tells us the best route and informs the other gate agent we are on our way. The fastest way to the gate is through a super long tunnel that connects Terminal 5 to 6. "Time to hustle" She tells us. I forgot one little problem. I. am. in. heels. Dammit. But wait... Is that a driver on a cart I see? "Hop on!" he says. As he speeds down the tunnel I'm thinking how much fun it all turned out to be. My adrenaline was pretty high at that point and it wasn't just the coffee I had earlier.
8:26am
Made it! Thank goodness. I quickly look around to see if there are any celebrities on board. Nope... well maybe that guy… hmm… nah... oh well. FA asks me what drink I want. With a wide smile I for a "Mai Tai."
Ah… Finally, on our way.
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