My flight to Myrtle Beach
Yesterday I spent the majority of my day in various airports. I had to say that flying out of Sarasota, FL is great compared to most other options. Everybody is very friendly and lines are non-existent. I made the mistake of getting to the airport 45 minutes prior to my flight with a bag I needed to check, but it all worked out with 15 minutes to spare waiting at the gate. See why I like this airport?
The flight to my Atlanta connection was okay. The plane was not cleaned very well previously since it came in late. Also, there must have been at least five infants on board, half of which were crying. What can you do?
Now why is it every time I go to Atlanta and have a connecting flight with the same airline it arrives in terminal A and the connection is in terminal D. I have made many a sprint across that airport. At least this time there was plenty of time so I got to spend some time watching the planes with some wine at a pub right outside my gate.
From Atlanta to Myrtle Beach I met a gentleman from Germany flying with his family. Apparently, he was meeting his father for the first time. He was so excited and nervous so we chatted the whole time. Then when departing the plane there was another man who was also meeting his father for the first time. I kept wondering if they had the same father.
So, I am now here on my little vacation in Myrtle Beach, now relaxing on the lanai overlooking a lush golf course where these poor golfers keep hitting balls into the pond.