HOME TO A MESS
Bug and I arrived home today. What a mess... the last 36 or so hours have been a nightmare for us.
For starters: American Airlines are morons. No, they are not morons - because by calling them morons that would be a insult to the rest of the morons of the world. They are, in fact, fucktards.
Miami International Airport is a disorganised mess. Nothing is clearly marked and the check-in attendant tried her best to check us in but was simply overworked and did not have the resources to do her job. When she needed to make a change to my boarding pass, she was unable to do so. I will give her credit for trying her best and then ushering us quickly through security.
American Airlines screwed up all our luggage transfer. Out of the six suitcases in our family, mine was the only one which made it from Miami via Los Angeles to Seattle on time. Bug's parents and brother and sister-in-law's all their luggage showed up 2 hours later because Miami had booked the luggage transfer for a different Alaska Airlines flight from Los Angeles to Seattle. When I checked in at Miami, it took them forty-five minutes to produce my boarding pass. Bug's suitcase still hasn't arrived, it got left behind in Los Angeles and we heard around an hour ago it has now arrived in Vancouver - she'll probably get it at midnight or tomorrow morning. At one point, Miami had Bug slated for one flight and I on another - thankfully we were able to get that fixed in Los Angeles when we switched to Alaska Airlines.
Two of our American Airlines stewardesses were complete bitches. They were rude. No, they are not rude - because by calling them rude that would be an insult to the rest of the rude people of the world. They are, in fact, also fucktards.
At one point of the flight, we were getting tossed around by some pretty heavy turbulence, and the white knuckle flyer I am (being on planes struct by lightning or having bits of the engine falling off on the runway whilst taxiing will do that), I leaned over to the stewardess sitting next to us and said "Wow, is it usually this bumpy?" The snarky reply I got was along the lines of "No, it's just *air*..." with this unconcerned look of disregard towards me and wondering why I was panicking.
So, I ask you to please tell all your friends: DO NOT EVER FLY AMERICAN AIRLINES. WHY? BECAUSE, MY FRIENDS, THEY ARE FUCKTARDS.
In the 33 years I have flown in North America and to Europe, they are hands-down the worst airline I have ever been on. Hell, they even make Air Canada look like a million bucks! (I have flown on Pacific Western, Canadian, Air Canada, Canadian Pacific, British Airways, Air Transat, Scandinavian, Western, and Ryanair).
HOWEVER DO FLY ALASKA AIRLINES because they were the complete opposite. Quite a few business could learn a lot from their customer service. They are the second-best carrier I have flown after Scandinavian. Alaska Airlines stewardesses were positive and really cared about their passengers. On our American Airlines flight, I felt like I was cutting into their stewardess' gossip time. When we were talking to our Alaska Airlines stewardess, we told her about our entire experience with American Airlines and she was quite shocked at the treatment we had - although from what she said, it sound like American Airlines was going through labour negociations so perhaps their stewardesses were bitter and felt like taking it out on the passengers.
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And then we arrived home to a mess... We found out a couple of days ago via a phone message that our water main would be dug up, so our patio now has a one by one foot trench through it and they need to drill through our bedroom wall.
However, as I was re-connecting our PCs, I noticed a leak in our ceiling in our computer room. So now we have to have repairs done in that room as well. Both of our bedrooms need to be cleared for repairs and we may end up having to stay at a hotel as we have no room to move around. Our apartment smells musty in a mould kind of way. When I first walked in, I thought I was back in the tropics.
Once the situation with our apartment has been sorted out, I'll tell more about our actual vacation.
For starters: American Airlines are morons. No, they are not morons - because by calling them morons that would be a insult to the rest of the morons of the world. They are, in fact, fucktards.
Miami International Airport is a disorganised mess. Nothing is clearly marked and the check-in attendant tried her best to check us in but was simply overworked and did not have the resources to do her job. When she needed to make a change to my boarding pass, she was unable to do so. I will give her credit for trying her best and then ushering us quickly through security.
American Airlines screwed up all our luggage transfer. Out of the six suitcases in our family, mine was the only one which made it from Miami via Los Angeles to Seattle on time. Bug's parents and brother and sister-in-law's all their luggage showed up 2 hours later because Miami had booked the luggage transfer for a different Alaska Airlines flight from Los Angeles to Seattle. When I checked in at Miami, it took them forty-five minutes to produce my boarding pass. Bug's suitcase still hasn't arrived, it got left behind in Los Angeles and we heard around an hour ago it has now arrived in Vancouver - she'll probably get it at midnight or tomorrow morning. At one point, Miami had Bug slated for one flight and I on another - thankfully we were able to get that fixed in Los Angeles when we switched to Alaska Airlines.
Two of our American Airlines stewardesses were complete bitches. They were rude. No, they are not rude - because by calling them rude that would be an insult to the rest of the rude people of the world. They are, in fact, also fucktards.
At one point of the flight, we were getting tossed around by some pretty heavy turbulence, and the white knuckle flyer I am (being on planes struct by lightning or having bits of the engine falling off on the runway whilst taxiing will do that), I leaned over to the stewardess sitting next to us and said "Wow, is it usually this bumpy?" The snarky reply I got was along the lines of "No, it's just *air*..." with this unconcerned look of disregard towards me and wondering why I was panicking.
So, I ask you to please tell all your friends: DO NOT EVER FLY AMERICAN AIRLINES. WHY? BECAUSE, MY FRIENDS, THEY ARE FUCKTARDS.
In the 33 years I have flown in North America and to Europe, they are hands-down the worst airline I have ever been on. Hell, they even make Air Canada look like a million bucks! (I have flown on Pacific Western, Canadian, Air Canada, Canadian Pacific, British Airways, Air Transat, Scandinavian, Western, and Ryanair).
HOWEVER DO FLY ALASKA AIRLINES because they were the complete opposite. Quite a few business could learn a lot from their customer service. They are the second-best carrier I have flown after Scandinavian. Alaska Airlines stewardesses were positive and really cared about their passengers. On our American Airlines flight, I felt like I was cutting into their stewardess' gossip time. When we were talking to our Alaska Airlines stewardess, we told her about our entire experience with American Airlines and she was quite shocked at the treatment we had - although from what she said, it sound like American Airlines was going through labour negociations so perhaps their stewardesses were bitter and felt like taking it out on the passengers.
= = =
And then we arrived home to a mess... We found out a couple of days ago via a phone message that our water main would be dug up, so our patio now has a one by one foot trench through it and they need to drill through our bedroom wall.
However, as I was re-connecting our PCs, I noticed a leak in our ceiling in our computer room. So now we have to have repairs done in that room as well. Both of our bedrooms need to be cleared for repairs and we may end up having to stay at a hotel as we have no room to move around. Our apartment smells musty in a mould kind of way. When I first walked in, I thought I was back in the tropics.
Once the situation with our apartment has been sorted out, I'll tell more about our actual vacation.