Whoo hoo!!!
My update:
I made it & I just purchased WiFi on my plane to Boston! Because treat yo self.
What a nail biter.
My new flight from Burbank to Denver got delayed 49 min but my connecting flight to Boston only delayed a little…BUT it was still possible.
Then getting to Denver, the airline app shows I had 20 min to get to my gate. And I hear we’re at terminal A & I’ll need to take a train in this huge airport to terminal B. Why!!!!
Then the ramp is broken. Why!!!!So we’re stuck on the plane. Many of us had connecting flights and there were 3 cities flights priority over me to start. And we’re just sitting on the runway watching the clock countdown. Looks like I’m screwed.
Then the plane moves. They announce due to the broken ramp we’re headed to terminal B, 3 of us cheer. I high five a stranger. This means I’ve got a chance. Since I no longer have to run to a train & take a train to terminal B!!!!
We taxi towards gate B15 & I know as soon as she calls out my city, Boston….I gotta run to B27
I’m wearing waterproof boots. Carrying a kriega 30lb bag. Wearing my motorcar gear pants & Jacket with liner. And a heavy backpack. And wearing a face mask as required.
Did I mention I have pandemic soft weak body? I’m terribly out of shape.
I hear Boston and as soon as I get to the ramp I run. I’m huffing. Weak. Tired. Stuff heavy. I’m shouting out “B27 hold my plane.” Then shouting “too tired to run”. I walk for a bit. I run again. I walk. I’m a total spectacle. I have a Mohawk & in my gear I look crazy. Run. Walk. Run. It’s now only 2 gates away. I run. Get to the counter HUFFING hard. I MADE IT. People stare at me as I’m gasping for air saying I made it. Flight attendant asks where I’m coming from. I say LA & I started yesterday/last night.
If that gate ramp wasn’t broken….which I laughed at the absurdity of things going wrong….but if it hadn’t been broken, i never would have made it.
ETA Boston - midnight
Next flight Boston to BHB is Sunday morning. Feeling good!!!