Day 12 (March 20, 2016 – Los Angeles, California): “Anxious Moments at DFW”
At 4:30am, I awoke to the third sounding of the alarm. However, Julie didn’t get up until nearly 5am, and Tahia didn’t awake until 5:10am. Tahia was cranky as expected.
We’d eventually arrive at the rental car center at 5:30am, where we promptly left the rental car with the overworked individual tending to several clients before us. He finally said that if we had a flight to catch, we should just take off, and he’ll close the rentals after the fact.
Then, by around 5:45am, we had some tense moments as we were waiting for the bus for Terminal D to show up. When a bus arrived for Terminal C at around 6am, the driver finally told us that he was also going to Terminal D. So we crowded into the crowded bus, and anxiously awaited our stop as we were going to be one of the last ones off the bus.
At around 6:10am, we were at the terminal D for American Airlines at DFW Airport. We did the check-in formalities, then we went through the security line, and then we had to hike all the way to Gate 20. With all this rushing, Tahia’s crankiness increased as she didn’t like having to walk so fast carrying her own pack on minimal sleep.
When we finally got to the gate at 6:30am, they were already boarding the plane. Even though we were one of the last ones to board, we still managed to have some overhead locker space for the stuff that wasn’t checked in. When the flight attendants were greeting passengers embarking the plane, one lady tried to engage Tahia, but Tahia was in such a sour mood that she wasn’t very receptive to the friendly conversation that the flight attendant tried to start.
It wasn’t until we were finally seated that Tahia calmed down. And with at least this bit of pre-flight drama being over, we could finally try to get caught up on some sleep that we had missed out on earlier this morning.
When the plane landed on time in LA, it took a bit of time for the checked luggage to finally show up at baggage claim. But when that finally occurred some 30 minutes after we were out of the plane, we could finally start the process to go home, conclude Spring Break, and to get back to life, back to reality once again…