Note to self:
Always check your flight arrangements when you entrust them to someone else.
We checked in for our final flight home Saturday night and afterwards, did the math.
We arrive at 8:30 p.m. in DFW Terminal E, have to grab our checked luggage. Then, run to the train. Then, go back through security for American Terminal B.
And hopefully, catch a 9:45 p.m. flight home to Midland.
I’ll let you know how it goes.
Once again, welcome to Mi Vida Loca.
It’s never boring around here.
We landed at 8:20 pm. Got to baggage claim at 8:30 pm. Baggage arrived about 8:40 pm. We grabbed a taxi who tentatively knew where to take us.
Point being: we needed B40 Terminal. He took us to B40. It was closed. Then…
We hurried to B18 to check in …the final American Airlines Terminal open…until 9 pm. We made it there at 8:59 and they gracefully took our bags and sent us on our way.
We make it through security checkpoint when I realize ThatManILove is missing his backpack. He runs back 2 gates to get it…and it has been sequestered. (He forgot to take his water bottle out.) They finally relinquish the bag.
Meanwhile, resourceful woman that I am, his chariot awaits. I have begged a golf cart driver to take us to B40. We tipped him $20 and it was worth every cent.
We get to the gate with 2 minutes leeway to board! AND they upgraded us to first class! (short flight, but we’ll take it!)
MIRACLES do happen! Thank you, Lord, for your absolute favor!
Also, because we kept a full supply of Young Living Ningxia Red going, I really think we'll experience minimal jet lag at best. Young Living rocks! YAY!
UPDATE: Out of a full flight, only 12 bags made it to Midland. Ours…did not. Hopefully tomorrow!
PS - I love Southwest Airlines.