October 4, 2010
We regretfully left our sweet babies, including our new arrival, Lucky, and we are now in LAX waiting for our flight to leave. Since our economy tickets only allowed us one piece of checked baggage, we were surprised to see so many people with well more than one bag. The couple ahead of us had six bags and they were HUGE (and fluorescent in color). So the Air France desk lady was in a very bad mood when we arrived at her station. It took a long time for her to check our two bags and I almost used the instant feedback station at the desk to say that she was being a bitch to us! But instead I smiled and told her “no problem” when she half-heartedly apologized about the delay.
After we got through the long security line I realized that she did not give us the correct seats! Howard and I always reserve two aisle seats across from one another. It is hell for me to have to sit in the middle seat for 12 hours. So Howard retreated to Wolfgang Puck’s for a beer and I headed back to check-in to give someone a piece of my mind. On the way I pondered our seat assignment: 20 A&B. Row 20 is pretty close to the front of the plane—could we have struck gold?? Yes, she up-graded us to premier economy—not quite business class but the man I grabbed to complain to said that I would be very happy.
And he said to drink lots of champagne. As if I needed any prodding!
So I look forward to 12 hours of hell mitigated by at least 12 glasses of champagne.