Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Getting Back to the Boat -- So Far, So Good

Greetings from beautiful, hot, and humid St. Louis, Missouri!

We arrived here last evening after what I guess I'd call a rather eventful flight; at least it was that way getting out of Denver.

As we were waiting at the gate Lisa noticed a lady with an adorable little fluff ball of a dog with her. (It was cute in a dust mop kind of way.) After we all boarded the plane, including the lady and her dog, and as the plane was backed out away from the gate, we just sat there for about ten minutes or so. Several of the flight attendants scurried up and down the aisle. Then, the plane pulled back up to the gate. After the door was opened again a gate agent came onto the plane, and joined the senior flight attendant somewhere in the plane behind us. Finally, the lady with the little dog went steaming up the aisle and out of the plane.

Here's what a flight attendant told us.
1) The lady claimed that the little puff ball was a service dog and could fly free. The gate agent checked the animal's paperwork to see if the dog was indeed a service dog. It wasn't. And the lady didn't want to pay the $75 to have the dog still fly, which would have been okay with Frontier.
2) The lady refused to put the little dog in its little collapsible kennel and stick it under the seat in front of her.
3) The lady wasn't obeying the crew.

Three strikes you're out...of the plane. She and her little dog were kicked off of the plane.

All of that meant we got off of the ground in Denver about thirty minutes late. Fortunately the pilots put the hammer down and we arrived in St. Louis just ten minutes late. Not bad.

We will be in STL one week, heading back to North Myrtle Beach one week from today; 5/14. We'll be driving there and will arrive on the 15th.

And as just a side note, and an example about the different cities that Lisa and I grew up in...
In Denver, with it's high altitude (5280 feet) and dry air (10-15% humidity, Denver is in a desert) , Lisa felt great and I felt kind of weak. In St. Louis, with it's lower altitude (545 feet) and high humidity (70%), I feel really comfy and she felt like she's being squished. While we were standing at the luggage carousel Lisa complained that she was feeling kind of sick.

Can't wait to see what happens when we get back to sea level...in the summer...on a boat.

One more quick note...
I'M WEARING SHORTS AGAIN!!!! And my Keene sandals.

Oh, and all the cars started and the house is in good shape.

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