
Originally Posted by
Flounder
The usual fucking airline shit. I won’t say I’ll never fly Delta again because I’ve been screwed by every airline. This trip has been hell. Maintenance delay made us miss our connection, even with a 2 1/2 hour layover. Rerouted through SLC and now our final flight is delayed due to 1 missing flight attendant. You’d think with SLC being a major delta hub it’d be easy to find one. Nope, they are flying one in for from Minneapolis, where we just came from. We get to sit for 4 hours and wait for them to arrive. Now the rental car will be closed when we arrive. Looks like sleeping in the floor until 6am when they open.
Can relate, although not to that level.
Just got back from France, flew SLC-JFK-GVA and back with Ms Boissal and Little Miss Boissal who just turned 1. I won't list all of the bullshit we had to deal with but one highlight was the fact that the gate-checked stroller was at the gate for only 1 of our 4 flights. The rest of the time it came out with the regular luggage so we got to hoof it though the airport with all our carry-ons and the baby in arms. Including the insane wait in TSA and immigration lines in seemingly non air-conditioned areas. When we finally got home to SLC at 11:30pm (24 hours after waking up with only 1 hour of sleep for the little one) the stroller never appeared. I managed to harpoon a Delta luggage person who told me it was at the gate, in direct contradiction to what the gate agent told me. I had to get a gate pass from her, go back through TSA, hike the mile of airport hallway to the gate, then hike back with the stroller.
Bonus mention to the luggage issue on the GVA-JFK flight. Only 2 of our 3 checked bags came out, the missing one containing 3 bottles of wine and 3 kilos of cheese that would not have fared well if they had stayed out of the fridge for much longer (read: turn into a serious biohazard). One dude with a laptop was hanging out in a corner of the hall, apparently in charge of all 9 carousels disgorging the luggage of every incoming international flight. In the span of an hour he went from assuring me the bag was coming right out to telling me to make my connection and file a claim on arrival. Apparently the bag (along with a few others) was unloaded with the rest but for some reason was sent on a little excursion all over the airport and nobody had any clue when it would resurface. We had another hour before risking not making our connection so decided to wait. I sat in front of the carousel twiddling my thumb, watching it occasionally turn on and one of the other passengers in my situation luck out. After an hour I decided to call it, retrieved wife and baby, and started walking away. Literally 10' before exiting the luggage are my phone vibrated with a notification that the bag had been scanned. It came out a minute later, just in time for us to sweat our way through a 1.5 hour TSA lane and make it to the gate for boarding.
Wine and cheese arrived in good condition. The humans not so much. I'd rather take a bus in S America than travel by plane these days...
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