Travel Day...continued

We were exhausted from the day before and slept in until about 10am, and just managed to get some breakfast at 10:50 before the restaurant closed. After breakfast I connected to the Internet and searched flights on American’s web site and discovered that they were selling seats on the Bonaire flight we wanted; our hopes were raised. We checked out at noon and proceeded immediately to the airport. The first stop we made was the American ticket office to get two tickets for the Friday flight. After explaining our situation the agent informed us that the ticket fee would be $252 more, plus the $100 change fee. To say the least we were not happy about the mixed messages. We tried to reason with the agent but she would not budge; she did say that we should go to line 5, American Eagle check-in line, and talk to a supervisor; they might be able to waive the change fee. Fortunately the line was short and I explained the entire situation to the supervisor; she asked for our passports, which she scanned into the system. She then informed us that the system was not asking her for anything and we were now confirmed on the flight to Bonaire that evening at 6:55pm. YA HOOOO! Now we just needed our luggage!

I went down to the United baggage claim office and to my surprise they had our entire luggage (4 bags). We went back to the American counter and checked our luggage and proceeded to wait until the flight. The flight was relatively uneventful, except myself and another individual were ticketed with the same seat; he really wanted mine, but I sat in it first. He made a big stink, and almost got himself tossed off the flight. He took his seat, but the flight was delayed while we waited for a supervisor from the ticketing desk to come out to talk to him. They told us that he was actually re-assigned to the seat he was in and I was in the correct seat. So we departed about 20 minutes late. On the surface this may not seem like a big deal, but that 20 minutes cost me a meal at my favourite restaurant, “Bobbie Jans”. I got to the restaurant 10 minutes before they closed, but they were out of food for the day. As a side note, the car rental agency didn’t show up with our truck, so we had to wait until the next day to get one, but that’s another entire story, almost as sad as our flight story.

We did finally enjoy a meal at one of the few restaurants that was still open; most of the kitchens close at 10pm, so we were lucky.