Surviving bad travel karma
The last day has been... interesting. Let's start with Seattle. I was booked on American (I know, I always do Alaska or Delta. Now I know why?). I was ready to depart for my adventure at 11 a.m. when we learned there were plane problems. Everyone was booted from 11 am until a flight at 8 pm, which would have really affected my short vacation. So I asked to be put on another plane, and they switched me to Alaska, leaving at 1:45. That's when the fun began. American made the arrangements and told me to go to Alaska (two terminals/subway away) to make sure it was all arranged. I got there and no dice. Alaska told me to go back and tell American it had not worked. Two iterations followed, lots of walking and subway before I finally got it all squared away, after a lot of waiting in lines (I had to go to the back every time), lots of tense people, lots of tempers. But I did it. I got on the Alaska flight. But I decided to just go to...