eruthros: closeup on apples, text "fruit porn" (fruit porn - apples)
I am back at home -- I got back last night and then had [profile] liverelibre over for chats and eggnog. And then I woke up today in my own space, put on my pajamas, and read all most some of the internets. (I still have like 200 things left in my google reader, of which about 195 are things that will make me angry or sad, and I haven't attempted tumblr at all, and also I skimmed a lot of dw.)

But! I am left with a dilemna. This is my dilemna:

I used up some most all of the spoons running hobble-speed-walking in the airport yesterday, when my first (delayed) flight deboarded about twenty-five minutes before my second flight was scheduled to depart. So I hustled through the airport with my bags and jogged up and down many escalators and did complicated cane-and-bag swaps for the stairs and made it to the other terminal and collapsed by the door of my second flight twelve minutes before it was scheduled to depart and probably too late for them to still have the door open ... just as they switched the sign to "delayed." Fuckers. I had a whole hour and a half, as it turns out, and had they mentioned the maintenance delay on the departure info screen I might not have, you know, run through the airport.

Anyway, as a consequence I am doing "lying on sofa with hot pad" and not my planned "going grocery shopping." But it is nearing dinnertime, and I'm hungry, but I don't really want any of the delivery options, and there's no way I'm walking to the grocery store.

So! Internets, what would you make for dinner if you had: lots of cans of beans of various sorts, coconut milk, canned crushed/diced/sauced tomatoes, ww pasta, dry lentils, brown and black rice, various baking things including coconut and chocolate chips and butter and canola oil, dried fruit, oatmeal, frozen corn, four eggs that miraculously survived, and a square of cheddar cheese? All I can think of is black beans and eggs (which I had for lunch), black beans and rice (which is rather similar to what I had for lunch), and pasta + tomato sauce + cheese, which is not hugely nutritious but will be fine if I can't think of anything else.

PS: If your answer is "brownies," please be prepared to share a favorite recipe.

PPS: I might not get out tomorrow, and anyway this is often the contents of my cupboards when low on food, so additional suggestions are always welcome!
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (Default)
I'm at the Madison airport waiting for my flight. (I have just learned that visibility is below minimum takeoff levels, whee.) And so I was poking around looking for more information on when I found the airport's page on "Special Needs." Ready?
Skycaps can transport passengers both to the ticket desk and through security to the gate. It is best to contact your airline in advance if you will need special assistance at the airport, whether departing or arriving.

If you prefer to transport a person with disabilities into the terminal yourself, wheelchairs are generally available for use inside Door 2.
And the whole page is like that: I am a person with disabilities. I am not "you."
Park in short term parking, close by on the ramp, pick up a wheelchair (or ask for Skycap assistance) and transport the passenger from short term parking into the terminal.
At no point on the page does it indicate that PWD might, in fact, have their own wheelchairs. That they might prefer to use. In order to, you know, transport themselves.
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (B5 - Delenn OMG)
I am in Sarasota, Florida, where I have been visiting family. I was booked on a flight out at 6 am.

The flight is delayed because the wings have iced over and Sarasota owns no deicing equipment. They're moving the plane over to where it'll be hit by the first morning sun at 7:20 or so. Seriously.

I would be cranky, especially since I might end up sitting in an airport for seven hours or something, but I'm more "...???" about it -- I mean, I know that this weather is unusual for Florida, and that it freezes sometimes but rarely stays cold this long, but: they're moving the plane over to what will be the sunny side of the airport.

Oh god

Dec. 20th, 2009 01:01 am
eruthros: Ivanova from B5 saying "boom boom boom boom" to Londo -- angry icon!! (B5 - Ivanova boom)
... now my flight out has been canceled. And so have the rest of the flights out of here tomorrow. And so have almost all of US Airways' flights out of Philadelphia, where I'm changing flights.

Time on hold so far: one hour and fifteen minutes ... two hours ... oh my god I have a human being! I have a human being and a flight on Tuesday!

Number of ads I have heard for Barbados, Ireland, credit cards, gift cards, and frequent flier programs: oh god let us not even speak of it.


Jun. 29th, 2009 12:09 am
eruthros: Ivanova from B5 saying "boom boom boom boom" to Londo -- angry icon!! (B5 - Ivanova boom)
And now they've lost my bag. Not in a "oh, drat, it didn't make the flight, we'll put it on the next flight" way, but in a "um, bag? you had a bag?" way.

The bag with all my scent- and skin-sensitive toiletries in it, because I can't get them here and prefer not to have my skin peel off.

The bag with my protein supplements in it, because it's hard to be a vegetarian here otherwise.

AND, not incidentally, the bag with my chocolate in it.

(And I guess, like, a change of clothes and things.)

I could cry, seriously, I can live on what was in my carry-ons (that's the point of a second carry-on with a change of clothes), but it's going to suck so much.

Oh please find my bag oh please.
eruthros: Ivanova from B5 saying "boom boom boom boom" to Londo -- angry icon!! (B5 - Ivanova boom)
This is why I hate international travel:

As I checked in, I noted that the boarding time up on the screen was later than the flight was supposed to, you know, LEAVE. "Oh," I said. "Is the flight delayed?" "Yes," said the gate agent, hustling me through so fast I couldn't see the screens, "about forty minutes."

"Ah," I said, realizing that this would make my (hour-and-a-half) connection tight, and resolving to check the scheduling online.

Then I looked at my boarding pass, and discovered they'd already done the rescheduling for me. Automatically. Now they've got me making an extra stop (Charles de Gaulle, wtf) and now I get in after the last metro. Srsly.

And then I checked my flight status online, and discovered that "forty minutes" was more "an hour and forty minutes."

And then I called Northwest. And I got, seriously, the best phone customer service person ever (thank you so much Roberta) and I spent an hour on the phone with her trying to work something out. (Let me just say, I have never had someone try to help me out that much over a delay that is under twelve hours. Amazing.)

Now? Well, I still have an extra stop (Milan, wtf) but I'm getting in while the metro is still running and, if I book and passport control isn't too bad, I might even make the overnight bus.
eruthros: Ivanova from B5 saying "boom boom boom boom" to Londo -- angry icon!! (B5 - Ivanova boom)
1) Having to be at the airport before you're usually awake. (In fact, since the flight leaves at 6:10, I'll be leaving before I'm usually awake -- I usually set me alarm for 7 am.)

2) Having a three-hour layover at Newark International, the airport in which I can never find food. And in which I have to pay for the internet, if I want it. UGH.

3) Televisions in airports. "Ask your doctor about Levitor!"

4) Uh, airline travel generally, if that wasn't clear.
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (BtVS Tara avatar avatar)
At about 7 pm, as I was just grabbing my bags to head out to BART to catch a flight back to the East Coast, I got a phone call from an unknown id. "Hello?" I said "Hello? Anybody there?"

And finally an automated voice responded: "Hello, this is Continental. Your flight has been canceled or delayed. Please call this number."

Me: Nooooo!

And then I phoned them. After dealing with the usual "all flights to your destination are booked until the 20th," they got me on a flight to a nearby small town that -- with luck -- I will be able to get a ride home from, or at least be able to catch a shuttle, just one day delayed.

So, here is why they're still the best option out of my small-town-airport: they phoned me before I ended up in Newark with a canceled connecting flight. They swapped cities without complaint. When I was flying out here, in December, US Airways had canceled an entire day's worth of flights, with all the passengers already at the airport, and then they didn't take rescheduling requests by phone, and there was a line a million people long waiting to try to figure out how to get to Rome or Virginia or whatever. Continental... well, I was inconvenienced, and getting home on Friday is going to be interesting (either slow or expensive), but they didn't strand me overnight in Newark or anything.

In the current air-travel climate, I'll take what I can get.
eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (BtVS Tara avatar avatar)
So, I never win anything. When it comes to raffles, I'm one of the left-over tickets going home without even a brownie; when I drop a card into a fishbowl at a convention, all I get is junk mail later.

But here is one place that I win all the time: I often end up on of the only two people on a plane with nobody sitting next to me in the middle row. Partly this is the result of being good at the algorithms that companies use to book seats on the plane, but partly it's just good luck. I was nearly bumped from my flight from Ithaca to Newark, because they were concerned that it was overbooked; I didn't get a seat assignment until five minutes before the plane took off.

... and I ended up sitting in the window seat in an overwing-exit row with nobody next to me. Seriously.
eruthros: Captain Jack Sparrow gazing into the camera (PotC), captioned "bring me that horizon" (PotC - bring me that horizon)
I have a new theory. It is:

International travel is like childbirth. Your brain makes you forget the labor pains or you'd never do it again.

Oh my GOD, you guys. So there was the standard waiting-in-line-at-airport, which I did at SFO. Delta is way organized an' all, but also waaaaay busy, and even at 4.30 am the lines are long. And icky. And long. And me sitting there going "oh, please let me have time to fill my water bottles and get a cup of coffee on the other side of security." (As it turned out: coffee yes, water no, as drinking fountain broken. Cruel world.)

And then, you know, six hours on an airplane. And then a transfer in JFK, where I nearly got bumped but then the Delta dude got distracted. (I wouldn't have minded being bumped; they were promising a good night's sleep at a hotel and four hundred Delta dollars, whatever those are.)

And then, of course, another ten hours on an airplane. Where I did not get a window seat as I'd specified, and was instead in an aisle, where it is harder to get solid sleep. And where they kept showing ads and things all night, bright flashing Delta logos and awfulness.

And all of the other things about international travel as well: long lines at passport control, being reminded that people can smoke everywhere here, and another ten hour bus ride ahead of me. (On which I at least get a window seat, yay!)

Oh, and that bus ride? I can't get on it until 10 pm. It's 12:20 now. I might actually go back to the airport, because it's just over a dollar to take the metro, and the airport has air conditioning. And free wifi.

Basically: the world is kinda spinny and I don't care for it.

Also: y'all should be on IM and say hi before I get to the middle of nowhere and vanish forever.


eruthros: Delenn from Babylon 5 with a startled expression and the text "omg!" (Default)

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