TRIP REPORT: Day 1 - Arrival
I had planned to do my last pre-trip report today before I boarded the plane, but today was incredibly hectic and I ended up not having time to write it, so I’ll just condense my whole travel day into this post.
My day started by going to bed this morning at 4 AM because my English professor gave us a final that took ten hours to complete. Then an hour later, at 5, I was up again so I could leave my apartment my apartment at 6 AM to make it to the airport with plenty of time to get through security before my final opened at 8. I was through security by 7:15 and had a little time to relax before taking my final. My final went relatively well and I was done with it by 11:15 so I had plenty of time to make my 12:30 flight.
However, when I took my headphones out after completing my final and started paying attention to my surroundings again, I realized there was a large line of people in line to talk to our gate agent. I overheard someone’s conversation beside me, though, that they had oversold the plane and I just assumed that the large line of people were there to volunteer to be bumped so I didn’t think it was a big deal and I put my headphones back in. About 10 minutes later, though, I got a notification on my phone that my flight had been delayed thirty minutes, which again was no big deal since I had an hour and a half layover. I ran in to use the bathroom and when I came out I realized that the line of people to talk to our gate agent had doubled and I looked at the update screen and saw that the delay had moved up to an hour. This was a slightly bigger problem since in airport the size of Charlotte, I could be cutting it close depending on what gate I land at, so I jumped in the long line of people to talk to the gate agent to make sure I had a backup plan if I missed my connecting flight.
While I was standing in line, the gate agent announced that the delay had grown to one and a half hours which meant I was definitely going to miss my flight. I started frantically looking at my phone to see when the next flight from Charlotte (where I was connecting through) to Orlando was and the only results that were coming up were flights leaving tomorrow morning. However, the gate agent was incredibly helpful and he was able to pull some strings to squeeze me on a flight that would get leave Charlotte at 8 and get into Orlando at 10 PM. This was definitely not optimal, but it was better than not getting to Orlando until the next morning.
I finally got on the plane to Charlotte at around 2:05 and although the gate agent had still given me a standby ticket for my original connection that was leaving Charlotte at 3:30 in case I somehow made it, I had already accepted the fact that I would just have to wait for the 8:00 flight out of Charlotte.
When the plane took off at 2:05, I settled in for what I thought would be a nice hour and a half flight. However I was abruptly awoken 45 minutes later by the plane landing. I looked around confused and wondered if we had had to make an emergency landing in another airport, but when the pilot’s voice came over the loud speaker saying “Welcome to Charlotte,” I was baffled. I could not figure out how we made up 45 minutes in the air, but however we did it, I was so thankful because it meant that I had 25 minutes to make it to the gate for my original connection before they stopped boarding at 3:15. Of course after the plane finally taxied into runway and I received my gate check bag I only had fifteen minutes to make it to the gate that was all the way across the airport.
So I did what any passenger would do if they were fearful of missing their flight and I ran through the Charlotte airport as fast as I could. Running with two incredibly bags was not my best idea, though, and I fell, spraining my ankle. My adrenaline kept me running through the pain and I arrived at the gate right as they were doing the last call for boarding. I have no idea how I actually made it on that plane in time, but I did and after an incredibly joyful flight with a great flight staff and an extremely friendly guy sitting beside me, I arrived in Orlando at 5 PM.
To be continued….
By the way, sorry for such a text heavy post here. I truly just didn’t have any time to take pictures and had a lot to explain about why getting to Orlando had been so hectic. I promise there will be lots of pictures in future posts!!