Right now I am typing this from Cali!! Whoot Whoot :)
I know that the economy is facing some hard times but seriously..the baggage fees for airlines are ridiculous! As if flying hadn’t gotten annoying enough going through security, now you have to worry about paying for you bags too (and all those people who “never heard of the change in policy”!) Since now they charge you for both bags I was trying to be a frugal flyer and get all of my stuff packed into one big bag with one carry on (not an easy thing to do when I will be gone for 3 weeks and as Tori Spelling says.. “You have to have many options for the different moods you are in”..so true!) Anyways, I got everything situated just right the night before I headed out to the airport with just the last minute things to put in the bag in the morning.
Everything was good to go until I picked up my bag to take downstairs and realized that it seemed exceptionally heavy. Oh no! Am I going to go over the weight allowance (don’t even get me started on that..grr). The Hubs tried to weight the bag (by weighing himself and then himself with the bag) and said it was 51 pounds which is just one pound over the allowance. Good I thought, I can just shuffle a few things around when I get there.
Let me just add in really quick that I had first planned on just dealing with the fees and packing too bigger bags so that I wouldn’t have to worry about the weight or room. However, I was trying get around spending the excess money and decided to forgo that idea and just bring a smaller carry-on.
Okay now that I have said that I will continue..
So I get to the check-in area and boy was it crowed! Also, apparently now American Airlines has it where you have to do the self check-in and then get in line and have them weigh your bags..not a very smart or efficient way of doing it if you ask me. As I got in line to check in I saw a scale so I weighed my bag..60 pounds..there is no way?! The Hubs couldn’t be that off! I totally thought the scale was broken or something and decided to ignore what it was telling me (always believe airport scales). I did the whole self check-in thing and then moved to the next line for the baggage all the time nervous that maybe the scale was truthful.
Oh and let me just vent some more by saying that it is totally crazy that it cost more to pay an overage fee than it does to just pay for another bag..what is up with that!
As I approached the lady at the counter almost in panic mode..what am I going to do if it is over? There is no way I am going to pay an extra $50! I set the suitcase on the scale and saw the number…59 pounds..oh no! And here is the convo that came next..
Me: oh no let me move some stuff around
lady: okay but hurry there is a long line
Me: okay give me one sec (as I open my bags and try to move everything around..why oh why did I put my undies on top?)
Me: okay let’s see now
Lady: it’s 55 pounds
me: I’m sorry just give me one sec (now with half my luggage strewn all over the floor in front of everyone.)
Me: okay how about now?
Lady: 51 pounds
Me: are you serious?!
Nice Lady: it’s okay..i’ll let it slide.
Me: Thank you so much!
I was very grateful that she took pity on me and I tried to ignore the evil stares of those around me who I was holding up!
The hard part was the fact that I couldn’t fit everything in the smaller carry-on that I was now checking in so after I dropped of the bags I had to run through the airport carrying extra shoes and clothes in my hands as I went to security (I didn’t have a bag to put it in since I had to check it)! As I raced through the airport to security I was dropping my shoes all over the place (big shout out to all of you who were kind enough to point out or pick up said dropped clothing!)
Once I made it through security I headed straight to the Hudson news place and purchased a magazine so that I would have a bag to put all of my
crap wonderful clothing in. However, I should have just stuck to my original plan because I still had to pay for both bags and didn’t get the benefit of having more room! After that everything went well but I am beginning to loath flying!
What are some of your crazy airport stories?