I wake up, look at the clock, and it’s 4:45am!!! Even with my new attitude I completely freaked out and somehow got my 2 bags downstairs by 5:15 – no shower, shaving, anything. I missed my cab at 4:30am and did not even hear when they called. I used my taxi app to call a cab, and one was there a couple of minutes later, and we were at the airport around 5:35am, and there were other people checking still checking in. I was easily onboard for the flight – but I was completely overwhelmed. If I had missed the flight, I would have had to reschedule the entire return trip. So less than one hour from waking up to checking in at the airport.
We landed in Munich (Monaco in Italian – causing confusion in Italian class when German speakers kept saying they were from Monaco – In Italian the country name is Monte Carlo) and I had about 3 hours before boarding the non-stop flight to San Francisco. I was still pretty freaked and thought I didn’t pack my charging cables for the flight, didn’t bring my Kindle, etc., etc. I started going to various stores looking for cables, which involved going through passport control another couple of time owing to different terminals, but there were no good options to buy. I went back to the Lufthansa Club, settled down, really looked through my backpack, and all cables and the Kindle were actually there – oy vey.
When we boarded the flight, the captain asked if there were any flight enthusiasts interested in seeing the cockpit, so I went up there, sat in the left chair, wore the captain’s hat, he said to put my hands on the yoke and throttles and he took several pictures of me – what fun. The flight was good, minimal turbulence, it was a United flight so not the level of service one would get with Lufthansa – but I was on the way home after an interesting morning. The flight landed 40 minutes early, and Sandy was there when I walked out with my luggage and we headed home. My adventure is over.
We landed in Munich (Monaco in Italian – causing confusion in Italian class when German speakers kept saying they were from Monaco – In Italian the country name is Monte Carlo) and I had about 3 hours before boarding the non-stop flight to San Francisco. I was still pretty freaked and thought I didn’t pack my charging cables for the flight, didn’t bring my Kindle, etc., etc. I started going to various stores looking for cables, which involved going through passport control another couple of time owing to different terminals, but there were no good options to buy. I went back to the Lufthansa Club, settled down, really looked through my backpack, and all cables and the Kindle were actually there – oy vey.
When we boarded the flight, the captain asked if there were any flight enthusiasts interested in seeing the cockpit, so I went up there, sat in the left chair, wore the captain’s hat, he said to put my hands on the yoke and throttles and he took several pictures of me – what fun. The flight was good, minimal turbulence, it was a United flight so not the level of service one would get with Lufthansa – but I was on the way home after an interesting morning. The flight landed 40 minutes early, and Sandy was there when I walked out with my luggage and we headed home. My adventure is over.