Not getting too Far on Wednesday

All three alarms worked, and the night came on in the room too; Alexa controls the lights in the bedroom. I was blasted out of bed, showered, shaved, and dressed. Corwin was ready and already in Air VW the Gray connecting his phone and getting Nav working. We headed out by 2:45 and, with Corwin in the pilot seat, we listened to his YouTube channel of AI-generated music with his singing of Viking poetry. Some of it was quite good.

Air VF the Gray handled well, and soon Corwin had me at the airport, maybe it likes Viking poetry with AI-generated soundtracks. I checked my bag without any mistakes, which is good, at 3:20. I found security, and for some reason, all my inhalers were mixed up with sharp knives (this only happened in Portland). Once we cleared that up, I put back on my shoes and got to my gate. The flight to Dallas was full. It was too early for coffee or anything else. I boarded and sat in the wrong seat. I was in the other window seat in the row on the next flight. However, that was soon clarified, and I moved to my correct seat.

We arrived in Dallas at 8 something, and already my next flight had moved two gates and was now delayed three hours. I would spend the whole day in Dallas Airport chasing this flight. I put in 7500 steps on Wednesday and toured all of D and C terminals. After six hours, the flight was canceled.

I found lunch at the same Thai restaurant I had eaten at before. I ate this between various gate changes. I met a military guy and we chatted for a while. Then I had to find my gate.

I finally heard the cancel call and was told to head to D24. There was a line of folks who needed to rebook. I got in the line and rebooked using the app. I would reach Asheville on Thursday (and after a second rebooking in time for the service). I then stayed in line to get a hotel and food for a night.

Joyce Hill passed away unexpectedly last week. Joyce was Susie’s aunt. I have always appreciated her sense of humor and her help. She will be missed. Her service was planned for 3PM on Thursday. I tried to get there the night before.

And while I could write more about the Dallas airport, I think that would be boring. So, a short blog tonight. I can say that B Terminal is lovely and reminds me of other high-end airport terminals in the Middle East and London. And gates around D1-4 have waiters and online ordering. Most of C is terrible and poorly AC’d so you sweat there.

I finally got Wingate as a hotel and a voucher for $12. I walk the long walk out of the airport and, in the hot early evening, stand waiting thirty minutes for my shuttle. The shuttle guys said that they make the best hamber in the area and won awards. I told them that American Airlines picked them because they accept the vouchers.

I was thirty minutes later on the clock before I reached the hotel. Everyone smiled and was sympathetic. A shuttle for Thursday, food, and a room were provided. I covered the cost of a double gin and tonic that went well with their excellent, though not the best I have had, cheeseburger.

I soon crawled into the sheets, with another 2ish alarm set, and slept until about 1:30 (I woke before my alarm).

Thanks for reading.