Where’s Vijay?
Short Version: I’m still in Seattle, back at my apartment. I have a ticket for a flight Friday night; hopefully I’ll have better luck then.
Long Version:
Picking up on where we left off… The next flight to St. Louis was booked fairly solidly and there were about 50 of us trying to standby on. A number of people opted to give up their seat for a flight the next day in first class and a $300 voucher. A family of five gave up their seats. The father was pretty excited, because he would save $1500 on their next vacation and barely give anything up. Basically, instead of sleeping in St. Louis, his family slept in Seattle.
I was number 25 and I was anxiously waiting. My new friend, Matt (29 in line), and I were trying to guess if we’d make it. We worked some numbers and realized that it depended on the plane size. As luck would have it a large American Airlines plane was taxiing to us! We’d make it!
But wait, the plane turned away and went to the next gate over (stupid DFW flight). And traveling in its wake was… a tiny little plane. Doh! Now we knew that it would be extremely close.
Boarding proceeded and they started calling standbys. By now, my group of friends was having a good time and we’d cheer our friends that got called up. Finally number 20 got called. I was super excited, because 21 through 24 was a family. If there were 3 or fewer (or 5+) seats free, I would be called up.
Plus, number 19 still hadn’t showed up, so I could possibly get that seat too.
But, alas, it was not to be. This time I got a little smarter. As soon as the gate closed, I called AA reservations while standing in the line and got myself a seat on a direct flight tomorrow night.
Jason came and picked me up at the airport. Tomorrow, I try again. Wish me luck.
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