I’m not looking forward to it. For one, I don’t get priority ANYTHING and I’m not used to United’s process. I know that check in and all that jazz is basically the same thing. But here’s how my morning went..
I get to the ticketing area and the entire place is a mess. Hoards of people everywhere and I can’t see any kind of method to the madness. I see the corrals and markers where lines are supposed to form but it just looks like a huge mass of people. I already knew my flight was overbooked. It told me at check in at home the morning before. So, I look for an agent and ask her where I go. I already checked in and just need to drop off my luggage. She tells me where to go which is NOT in the long line of people, but near the premier access or whatever their frequent flier people are called.
So, I wait. There are kiosks everywhere but it appears you still need a human there to man you or something. I ask the fellow next to me how this works and he tells me even if I checked in already, I still have to go to a kiosk and do it again. I shake my head. Really? So what’s the point of checking in early when you have to do it again when you get to the airport anyway? I mean, other than to get a better seat, which I of course did NOT because I’m nobody on United. So, I get to the kiosk which is tightly spaced together so the people next to me were all in my kiosk space. I check in my bag and head to security.
The mass of people moved like a big blob to security. Sigh. I walk past Delta and almost shed a tear. I love you Delta. Check in so much easier and smoother than the way United’s works. I continue past the Delta counters to the TSA checkpoint way over yonder. Why? Because there is NEVER a line there. Now you know. While the hoards of people stand in that line, I literally walked right through. There was NO ONE at that checkpoint. Yay me! I make the brisk walk back to the United gates and of course, my gate is 6. The one in Timbuktu. Way at the end. For the old timers, remember the gates where there was the wikiwiki busses you could take to bring you there? Yeah, that one.
My boarding zone is 4. Bottom of the barrel. No biggie for me since I only have a backpack. I don’t ever have to worry about overhead bin space. Here’s the crap part of this flight. I’m in a middle seat. Ugh. Thankfully, the girl seated to the right of me is a small person. The fellow to the left of me was a slender older gentleman. Not too bad right? Well, the lady had a quilt. A full sized blanket she was using. She did not SIT STILL the entire damn flight. She was lifting her knees to press up against the seat back. She adjusted to lean her head on the window. She put her feet up and down on and off the chair seat. It was like, seriously? KEEP STILL! Every time you move, it moves the entire row of seats. Like a church pew! On top of that, she kept adjusting her damn blanket and when she would “swoosh” it up to cover her left shoulder, it would fly in my face. REALLY LADY!!? On top of that, she elbowed me a couple times. Don’t tell me she didn’t feel it. Does she acknowledge? NO. Does she apologize? NO. 1, 2, 3, 4…..
Now, the fellow to my left kept adjusting his cord for his headphones. He had his tray down the whole time to watch his ipad. No biggie. But what does he need on the armrest? NOTHING. He’s not plugged into it. He’s not watching his personal screen in front of him. So, I couldn’t figure that out. He wasn’t too bad. At least he didn’t fidget as much as the girl on the other side of me. I managed to get a couple hours sleep. Of all the flights I’ve EVER taken, this was the LONGEST and most uncomfortable flight EVER. And I’ve flown to Florida with two to three stops from Hawaii!
Now, my gripes about United. The seats were extremely narrow. I mean, extremely. There is absolutely NO leg room. And the personal screens on the seat backs were great. If only they didn’t nickel and dime their passengers. They don’t tell you what anything costs, but expect you to swipe your credit card to watch tv or movies. I couldn’t figure out how to listen to music without it asking for my credit card. PASS!
On top of that, the controls for the stupid tv was on your arm rest. Like we have ROOM to move our arm out of the way to mess with buttons on the arm rest. There is no elbow room! The entire flight I listened to Jim Brickman on my ipod to help me relax and get some shut eye. My neck and shoulders are killing me. The head rest on these planes are at a weird angle. So it was more comfortable to sit straight up and not reclined.
During the flight, I heard the lady next to me ask the attendant for water and a snack. She got none. She asked, complimentary snacks? NONE. Wow. I even flipped through their inflight magazine to see what their offerings were. Delta usually has a menu in the seat pocket. There was none. So no food? Not even a nut? hmm...
We landed an hour early in LAX and now I have a 4 hour layover here. I’m walking around the terminal looking for those spa massage places and there is none here. Oh how I miss the Minneapolis airport. Because I have such a long layover, I wanted to blog this while my thoughts are still fresh. I will definitely be writing my review about it on tripadvisor. Stay tuned to my blog as I will continuously update while I’m on my trip.
One of the things I look forward to is seeing new locales. So far, I’ve attended service in New Jersey, Minneapolis, and Phoenix. It’s pretty awesome! I can’t wait to see the Seattle and San Jose locals soon!