Red Eye--or Not--well maybe

Den flew on Thurs. to the west coast for a meeting Fri. morning. The meeting was supposed to last just past the time when he could catch the last flights of the day before the red-eyes started 8 hours later. He got out of the meeting early enough that he could make an early afternoon and be home at a reasonable (read, non red-eye) hour.

Apparently he didn't tell this to the east coast, because the rains that we've been having completely hosed his connecting airport--nearly 4 hour delays were de rigor and he couldn't get on any flights by calling Delta. After I told him I saw seats on the 1:35 that had become a 3:35 flight to ATL, he stood in line to at least get to the correct time zone. Luckily they squeezed him into a middle seat for the 4.5 hour journey.

He had planned to arrange his connecting flight once in ATL, but while en route I discovered that the 9:40pm flight home from his connecting airport had become the 1:10AM flight and at that point, the last option--so I booked him on that. Eventually the 1:10 AM flight became the 2AM and he finally slumped through the door around 4AM.

I suppose it was better than having taken his original red-eye, which it turned out left so late as to miss his originally scheduled 7:30AM connecting flight, so he wouldn't have gotten home until 11AM. He hasn't had it that bad on a trip in a long time. I think it was the hour of the day/night combined with the spread between potential flights more than anything, cause he's certainly had he share of delays and issues.

The picture is a flashback to Alaska. This is outside of Petersburg, on the Inside Passage. We took a trip on a 30 foot boat to view a Glacier called Le Conte Glacier. Was pretty cool and nice to have a private tour as opposed to the 125 passenger boat we went on later in the trip--it too was cool and somewhat personalized, but just a different feel.