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conejita_diabla and I vacated our room and went to the other's room to say goodbye (me) or drop stuff off (her).
Check out was accomplished with a minimum of fuss. Be advised though that the cheap prices you get through Priceline.com are subsidized via nickel and diming. It was still cheaper then the rack-rates, but not quite the super deal we thought.
I caught a cab to the airport and offered to share it with a middle-aged couple right behind me in line (I was hoping for the hot flight attendant in front of me, but she never got off her cell phone). We got to the airport and I paid the cabby and said "Merry Christmas" to them.
My flight to San Francisco was delayed an hour. No worries, I was going to have three hours to kill when I got to San Francisco anyway.
The flight was short and uneventful, exactly the way I like it.
We got into SFO and I discovered that my next flight was delayed several hours. If I knew this right away, I might have had time to dash into the city and have dinner on Fisherman's Wharf or something then dash back. As it was I wasn't sure exactly how long things would be delayed so I took the safe, vanilla path of waiting like I was told. Damn my Canadian-ness. The wait was as boring as I am.
The flight into Cowtown was on a smaller, newish plane that was very comfortable, despite being in steerage. Weird thing though, the plane was thoroughly modern except for one little detail. It had little flat-panel LCD screens on the seat backs and USB ports for charging your electronics. The movie system was programmable and you could select from about 50 or so movies that you could play/pause/skip forward and back on. but the headphone jack was that silly dual prong one that is only used in airplanes and largely obsolete to boot. It was a strange anachronism for that plane.
Got back into town around 10:40 where I was picked up bythebrucie. The whirl-wind trip to Estrella and Las Vegas was over.
Phew.
conejita_diabla and I vacated our room and went to the other's room to say goodbye (me) or drop stuff off (her).Check out was accomplished with a minimum of fuss. Be advised though that the cheap prices you get through Priceline.com are subsidized via nickel and diming. It was still cheaper then the rack-rates, but not quite the super deal we thought.
I caught a cab to the airport and offered to share it with a middle-aged couple right behind me in line (I was hoping for the hot flight attendant in front of me, but she never got off her cell phone). We got to the airport and I paid the cabby and said "Merry Christmas" to them.
My flight to San Francisco was delayed an hour. No worries, I was going to have three hours to kill when I got to San Francisco anyway.
The flight was short and uneventful, exactly the way I like it.
We got into SFO and I discovered that my next flight was delayed several hours. If I knew this right away, I might have had time to dash into the city and have dinner on Fisherman's Wharf or something then dash back. As it was I wasn't sure exactly how long things would be delayed so I took the safe, vanilla path of waiting like I was told. Damn my Canadian-ness. The wait was as boring as I am.
The flight into Cowtown was on a smaller, newish plane that was very comfortable, despite being in steerage. Weird thing though, the plane was thoroughly modern except for one little detail. It had little flat-panel LCD screens on the seat backs and USB ports for charging your electronics. The movie system was programmable and you could select from about 50 or so movies that you could play/pause/skip forward and back on. but the headphone jack was that silly dual prong one that is only used in airplanes and largely obsolete to boot. It was a strange anachronism for that plane.
Got back into town around 10:40 where I was picked up by
thebrucie. The whirl-wind trip to Estrella and Las Vegas was over.Phew.
