Don't Go Delta

My parents and I went to LA on Sunday night to ensure a timely arrival at LAX on Monday morning. We got up early after very little sleep because as usual I did last minute packing, and headed to the airport which was pretty crowded. I finally got through the check-in line only to find that I had to go to the “special services” counter since Ghana requires a VISA to enter the country. You would think this is something they might tell you in your itinerary, but they didn’t. This “special services” line happened to include a variety of people including those who had missed flights and had to reschedule and therefore moved extremely slow. There were a lot of people who were missing their flights due to waiting in this line and I soon became one of them. Passengers on my flight were actually called out of line to be processed, but it was about 5 minutes too late. The Delta lady who was “helping” me was extremely rude and constantly told me that I should have been at the airport 3 hours in advance not two for an international flight. She then informed me that the “special services” counter did not open until 4:15 a.m. and that I should plan on being at the airport tomorrow at that time to check-in and be at the front of the line. Seeing as how my flight was at 6:20a.m. I m not sure how being there 3 hours early would help at all if the counter wasn’t even open??!! So basically I was pretty pissed I had missed my flight, the other 2 leaving for NYC (Where I was going) that would be in time for my connection were full so I had no choice but to wait for tomorrow. Sucky deal!!!

So rather than spending Monday flying, I spent it in LA because Mom had her surgery on Tuesday so the parents had to go home and I stayed at the hotel for another night by myself which Mom was not happy about at all!! It was actually pretty relaxing except that I felt sick all morning. . . I am guessing from a mixture of stress and anger.