On Wednesday my kids and I set out to begin our end of Summer vacation in Florida. We were traveling to visit my mom who we haven’t seen for two and a half years. I should have known the cards were stacked against me when we arrived at the airport in Seattle and the self check in machine wouldn’t let me check in.
Somehow, we didn’t have a return ticket and they wouldn’t let me check in to begin my trip without knowing that I was coming back. The ticket agent had no trouble making sure we had a return ticket. Thank goodness for that, but that was only the beginning of our TROUBLES.
While we were in air a terrible storm system developed in Dallas. We were re-routed to Abilene and sat on the tarmac there for three hours. We were allowed to get off the plane but having two kids to handle all by myself I just decided to let them run up and down the isles of the airplane because I knew I couldn’t lose them. The flight attendant was the saving grace of the whole ordeal because he gave us sandwiches, milk and cookies. My kids were well fed and happy.
Then I received a call from the airlines saying that my connection in Dallas to Florida was cancelled.
All flights on all airlines were canceled that night and guess what, it was Labor Day weekend. By the time we arrived in Dallas it was so late most airport personnel were long gone. We arrived four hours later than we expected to, spending over 7 hours on a 3 hour flight. I get off the plane with my kids and stand in line to find out when we can get to Florida.
I was told that I couldn’t get out of Dallas until Saturday but I might have better luck if I called the 1800 Number and told them that I have kids with me. So I called the number and she told me the same thing. Saturday!
I asked her, “what am I supposed to do with my kids for three days? live in the airport?”
Her response, “you can if you want, or you can use the distress discount for hotels in the area”
Then, my kids started whining, asking to go potty, and my son pooped. So she could hear my desperation and need to get out of the airport. She suddenly said, there was a cancellation. I can get all three of you out tomorrow. I’m not sure what she did but the angels in heaven were singing.
I got in another line to see if we could go to a hotel. It was then that I found out that all of the hotels were full because of how many flights were canceled that night. I was stranded at the DFW airport for the night with two kids. While I had the ticket agent, I asked him if I really had tickets on that flight, so he printed them out for me. The airport was handing out Coleman Cots and blankets. I grabbed two cots and four blankets and stayed up all night long. The kids didn’t sleep much either and were finally showing signs of not having any sleep. It was a very very long night at the airport. You would have laughed if you had seen me. I had each one of my bags looped through an arm or a leg and my other arms were wrapped around a child. I might have dozed off for a few minutes here and there, but it was awful. Thank God we made it to our destination and that my mom was there to pick me up. I’m not sure I would have been able to drive after all of that.
It is beautiful here though!