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Jun. 27th, 2009 02:12 pmThis 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.
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.
