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Help. I Think I'm a Rockstar.

Musings of a former rockstar-in-the-making who sold out to The Man and now collects regular paychecks in corporate America and gets to eat more frequently. Views on music, travel, culture, relaxation, politics, toys, and other general bullshit.




Ah, The Joys of Travel...
Tuesday, July 8, 2008



That would be a picture of mom and I sometime around hour 8 at the Memphis airport.

The day started out innocently enough. The plan was to take mom to the airport around 8am for her 10am flight to Spokane, then drive back to the house to pick up Tim and Honey. Then we'd head to The Petshotel to get Honey checked in, and off to the airport in time for Tim's 1pm flight to Buffalo. I would hang out till my 4pm flight to Chicago then off to New Delhi.

At 7am, I got a call from Delta, informing me that mom's flight had been cancelled. Thus unfolds the following scenario:

08:00 - Leave for airport with Mom, her luggage, and my luggage.
08:45 - Check-in for flight to DEL. Luggage checked.
09:40 - Mom gets through a ridiculous line to ultimately check in for a 6pm flight out of Memphis. Luggage checked.
10:30 - Pick up Tim and Honey and Tim's luggage.
11:00 - Check Honey into The Petshotel and head to the airport.
11:30 - Arrive at the airport. Tim checks in for his flight. He gets upgraded. Bastard. Luggage checked.
12:00 - Make it through security and have a quick lunch before Tim boards his flight.
15:00 - After a leisurely beer or two with mom, head to the gate to see how close to boarding I am.
15:05 - Flight to Chicago delayed. Connection to Delhi will be missed. Damn. Damn, damn.
16:00 - Airlines typically only fly once to Delhi per day. Booked onto Tuesday's flight. The client kickoff will have to be pushed back a day.
17:30 - Fly to Chicago. I'll not be missing any more connections.

At any rate, I'm in Chicago till around 7pm tonight. Fortunately, being a Gold Marriott Rewards Member means they'll let me stay in the room till 3pm, so I won't have to spend six or seven hours at the airport. I may even meet up with an old Hewitt pal for lunch, since I'm stuck here anyway.

In other news, Tim made it to Buffalo and Mom made it to Spokane. And I'm heading to India tonight.

Woot.

Currently in Chicago, Illinois
Currently watching MSNBC

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posted by Dustin @ 7:57 AM,




2 Comments:

At July 8, 2008 at 12:51 PM, Blogger Reverend Humpy said...

Maybe if you imagine yourself as... I don't know... like, a circus tiger or something, jumping through all of the Man's little hoops might be a little more bearable. Probably not, but what else are you gonna' do?

Anyway, have a good trip. I would really like to see you sometime this year. Let's see if we can make that happen.

 
At July 11, 2008 at 12:38 PM, Blogger Reverend Humpy said...

BTW...

Thanks so much for letting me BORROW the Sparkle Drive!!!!

I get to try it out tonight at our show. I'll let you know how it goes.

Hope you're trip is going better now than it started.

B

 

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