Jack’s Three Principles Travel Blog Tuesday, January 9, 2018
Tuesday, January 9. That night I tried to kick the cat off the bed to stretch out my legs and, incensed, it bit me through the blankets. The nerve! Then I was UP. Got about three hours sleep that night if I was lucky. The itinerary the agent found was anything but easy. But I set my sights to do it, and I called Jamal and he told me his assistant had done it wrong; if one doesn’t show up for a flight on any leg of a trip, the entire ticket is canceled; I couldn’t use the return leg. Good thing Jamal caught that because on my way home I would have been stranded in Lisbon, Portugal without a flight home. So Jamal* scrambled to get me another itinerary that worked, based on what his assistant had started. All normal flights had no seats because of everyone switching because of the weather. So he got a seat on Sata airlines, the airlines of the Azores. It was the only way for me to get to my training on time. When I first walked onto this plane I said to myself, “This airplane is old!” Again I had to fly across the ocean with no movie screen in front of my seat, and this flight didn’t even show a main movie. There was barely enough room for my legs. No sleep again, second night in a row.
*My travel agent.
Oh my…yu do have your experiences, Jack. Fun to read them, mind you.