Woke up before 4 a.m. and left the hotel around 4:30 a.m. It was raining and it took awhile to figure out how to turn on the wipers. Took I-5 North to I-84 East and then I-205 North. Exited the highway at Exit 23A to fill the gas. When dropping off the car at the airport, there were no agents to meet customers and to print receipts. We simply walked away from the cars with keys on the dash board. Some rouge person could in theory steal the car and we would have no evidence we actually returned the cars.
Because D and E concourses were in the opposite directions as concourse A, B and C, I asked a TSA agent if the particular security check point would allow access to all gates. He asked for my boarding pass and and claimed that the rectangular bar code on the boarding pass was not good enough and told me to print a square one from a kiosk. It made no sense to me but I decided to print one anyway as there was a plenty of time and I was curious to see if the bar code on a paper boarding pass was actually different. Sure enough, it was identical to the one in my phone. After the scan at the security check, I rushed through to see what’s shown on the screen monitor as they patted me down at the belly but didn’t check my wrist and ankle where I have metal implant. I searched the internet but could not find any explanation how the scanner worked that the metal button on my jeans was displayed on the monitors but not the implanted metals.
Arrived at the gate with an hour to spare. I walked up to a counter and asked the agent if I could have a better seat. She said absolutely and gave me a few options. However, she could not find my name. Only then I noticed that I was at a counter for another gate for an Alaska Airline plane going to Honolulu. When I apologized, she said she was more than happy to help anyone with a funny scarf. Here is a photo of it.
Then gate agents for my flight showed up and a queue was formed immediately at the counter. I decided to wait until the counter was empty. Right away, a gate agent came to the PA and asked for three volunteers because overlooking. He offered $400 voucher and a seat of a flight leaving four hours later. I’ll be sandwiched between two people for four hours. Let’s hope they are not big. Time to board.
The plane indeed looked fully packed.
It took me ten minutes to get to my seat from the door. Two skinny guys took the aisle and window seat. Found my seat to be wet. Pushed the call button and asked the flight attendant if she could find a towel or something to cover it. Chatted with the guy in the aisle seat while waited. He lived in Oregon and was flying to Greece to teach arts for a few semesters. He apologized that it was probably he who made the seat wet as he left his water bottle on my seat while settling down. I was moved to another mid seat but in an exit row which gave me extra leg room. It’s interesting that they would pay people to give up seats and left empty seats in the plane. Two women were in the aisle and window seat with their arms comfortably extended over to the middle seat. With my arms squeezed tightly on both sides of my rib cage, I started gently nudging my way out. Soon both armrests were mine. The woman in the window seat was flying to Philadelphia heading home in Cherry Hill, New Jersey.
The plane offered WiFi so I looked up the price. Here is what I saw
And are the details.
I wonder how many people actually purchased the service. The prices are surely too expensive for me.
One interesting thing about my phone was that the time and location were messed up the moment it was switched to the plane mode as shown below.
Another observation was that the seats of American Airlines planes moved forward when the seatback was pushed backwards. That means the legroom would be even smaller.