Cushla kindly took me to the airport, think it may be the third time she has done that- thanks Cushla.
Quick flight to Ak, idiot girl on the priority trolley would not let me put my carry on on her precious trolley- said I had paid ANZ huge bucks and she relented and said I could but added she had no idea where my bag would end up!!! Dear god where is our customer service… Stomped down the aisle like a mad kamikaze pilot laden with bombs in this case various bags hitting people left and right…including the offending 5 kg bag.
Finally on said expensive flight, then I waited and waited, drops of oil had been found where they should not have been, 21/2 hours later we took off.
A bit of a fret lurking as to how was I going to get thru customs collect my bag, recheck my bag and getbthe flight… Oh well whatever. Slept quite well, bed was OK food was mediocre and the hosties were almost my peers….
Made it thru to the NY connection, landed in San Francisco, made up half an hour. Apparently 191 passengers out of 30o had onward flights…many missed….
Arrived in NY at 7 pm made my way thru the maze of Newark airport and reunited with my bag. No goddam driver with a wee sign with my name on it-nada!!!! Prowled around and finally found a victim, actually he was behind a desk and had no sign as to what he did. However he listened to me looked at ny voucher and phoned the number on it, they kept him on hold forever… eventually they said I was to go outside- somewhere and find a black toyota something… I staggered outside, been waiting 30 minutes by now and feeling lost lonely and sodding angry. The shuttle was v expensive…never again this is the third time an expensive shuttle booking has cocked up- public transport here I come.
Thank heavens I was not over French champagned and had my wits sort of…
No sign of black totoya whatsit so pounced on two young men pushing empty wheelchairs felt like getting on one and howling at the moon. They phoned the number on the voucher for me, yes black whatsit was waiting go to waiting place 2…you can imagine the chaos, dark, starting to rain and hordea of vehicles trying to collect passengers. Finally saw the blackwhatsit but about 4 lanes between me and it, launched into it, bag bombs trailing behind… a very suave Indian who had somehow got the contract.!He phoned the co who was supposed to collect me- much apologising and and apromise of a refund.
Eventually was relieved of 50$ which is what driver said he would be paid- who knows…
Hotel is Ok , my room reeks of paint so bought a bunch of freesias , no difference…
I am on 6th Av at the Warwick Hotel which has a colourful past now full of poseurs like me. staff are helpful. Bar/ restaurant was full so went down the road, sorry street, to an Irish Bar, had potato skins stuffed with cheese and two glasses Of wine and slept like a log.
Today, 26 th your 27th walked 10 ks , Central park, oooh those tulips and dogwoods then down to my other love- Macys, I even visited Macys in Guam.
Rained like a fountain and a few loud thunder claps, lucky me , in Chicago loads of snow and airport delays in NY!!!And there I was shopping, oooh T would have been cranky but I was avoiding the weather….
Bit of a slow walk back from Macys, had lovely salad lunch in a restaurant which I cannot name, no idea . Then found a great food market.just called Whole Food Market, had NZ manuka honey, so passed the test.
Fine tomorrow apparently so will do the round Manhanttan cruise which T and I did years ago same time of year, heavy mist so did not see much…supposed to be fine tomorrow…
Meet the rest of the group at 6 pm tomorrow. Oh dear I hope they are not sheep shagger joking people… May get nasty- no I promise to smile until it hurts….sigh.
Miss my dawg….
Ps it is cold, goretex and woolly jumper