Had a fairly morning finalizing my packing, feeling pretty confident that I have everything I need. I weighed my bags and was surprised my big bag was still under 30 pounds and my small one about twelve, so I made the last minute decision to add a long sleeved T-shirt and to wear my New Balance sneakers, putting my sandals in the big bag. Art arrived just after 1030 and we got to the airport at noon. One nice thing about Gainesville is that security waits are negligible, I was through in five minutes. I had my fingers crossed that all would go well with Delta. Every time I ever fly Delta, something goes wrong, and I always promise myself never again. But of course, I didn't have much of a choice this time. Naturally, right on cue, we had a problem. There was a 20 minute on the tarmac, which the pilot said wouldn't hurt us because it was built in, then they had an hydraulic problem which forced us back to the gate, and by the time they fixed it, we had wasted nearly two hours, which was exactly the two hours I had to connect with my next flight. By the time we landed in Atlanta, I had 18 minutes before my flight left, and I might have even made it if the bitch flight attendant had made a request for passengers to allow those of us with tight connections to get off first. I had asked her nicely and she said she would, then didn't, so it took way too long to get off the plane. So I missed my flight to Amsterdam. Grrr! At customer service, after awhile, they managed to book me on the same Turkish Air flight I had cancelled earlier this week! They gave me some vouchers for a meal, I had a small Cobb salad with shrimp and a single bourbon and it was over $50! Finally went to gate to get my seat assignment and they couldn't find my ticket. I had to walk back to customer service twice more to finally get it straightened out. I think the last supervisor took pity on me and assigned me an aisle seat fairly close to the front, and with no one in the middle seat. The other end held a large woman who didn't speak English, but we shared the middle seat very well. Got two meals and several good naps, so wasn't in bad shape when we arrived in Istanbul. It was rainy, and there was no jetway, so we went the old fashioned way, climbing down stairs and getting on buses to the terminal. I spent a few minutes trying to get on wifi with no luck, then made it to the gate as the boarding lines were opening. Still had to stand there for awhile, but was happy that my seat was a window seat in the first row after first class, so lots of legroom. Yay! Most of the rest of that row was taken by a nice family from DC. Enjoyed dinner, but ready to wrap it up and try to get a nap in. Good night, my darlin'! Love you!
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