logistics

What’s it like in Beijing, you ask? Well, we wouldn’t know. Yet!

There was a lot of confusion and a little sass, but ultimately it boils down to this: United Airlines screwed up, and we couldn’t get on our 1:30 am flight to Beijing.

We arrived in LAX around ten pm, made our way to the international terminal, and all heck broke less. There were warnings of deportation if something was screwed up, adding a little pressure, but we figured that the airlines would simply fix it. After all, it was their fault. At one am, after some long phone calls – a couple of which involved one agent across the airport on my mom’s phone, talking with another agent on my cell – we realized that it was a no-go.

We found a hotel near the airport with vacancies and finally got checked in around 2:30 am, and my mom was back up at seven to spend another few hours being passed up the chain at United. At one point, she overheard the supervisor’s supervisor’s supervisor (probably) say on the phone, “we really dropped the ball on this one.” (I stayed with the luggage….ok, I slept in a little – but the luggage was there, too!)

Overall, it worked out – we are just delayed twelve hours. At one point, however, they had canceled all of our subsequent flights (our return home!). For this overnight delay, United offered us one $10 meal voucher each. That’s all. One agent on the phone told us to save our receipts and deal with United’s customer care later. In fact, you aren’t supposed to submit anything until after the flights are all over. Submission is exclusively online, by the way. Customers have to type up everything neatly after the fact, instead of being able to call a representative to fix problems as they are being encountered. You can draw your own conclusions about what it’s like to hear that at two am.

Everything already scheduled in Beijing was easily moved around, so it actually wasn’t that big of a deal. Just twelve hours out of a forty-five day trip, and a disappointing experience that will deter at least two frequent travelers from using United in the future.

update: we made it!

story time – bond style

What is the only thing that could ruin the premiere of Skyfall? Not a lot, but a probably drunk underage chick puking on you will certainly do it.

All names and places have been changed to protect the innocent (SIKE! If I knew this chick’s name, I’d totally tell you.) Well, actually she didn’t puke on me. She sat down right next to me but after she started moaning during the previews and her boyfriend ran to get her a large empty cup, I moved to the other side of my hotshot. An empty chair is all that separated him and this chick, but she passed out right as the movie started so we figured it was all good (well not good, but you know what I mean). Why this couple chose to sit right in the middle of the row, in a midnight premiere of a super crowded, highly anticipated movie, I’ll never know.

About halfway through, she sat up and let loose….and guess what? That large fountain cup wasn’t big enough. She was pretty nonchalant about it, her boyfriend was embarrassed, I was covering my ears and trying not to gag, and my hotshot was bolting out of the row. It was a hot mess. I hit the bathroom, trying not repeat her performance. My hotshot, braver than I, had actually seen her throw up all over her sweater and hair, and was describing it to me (I think in defense of his immediate reaction to run away and leave me there).

Her boyfriend and his pals congregated in the back of the theater, discussing how to get her home (ummm, drive her there?). He was super apologetic to my hotshot, explaining that she hadn’t been feeling well all evening – and this some made it worse. You don’t stick around a super crowded, highly anticipated movie theater if you need to bring something to puke in with you.

Have I mentioned this was a super crowded, highly anticipated movie?

It may take a while before I can stomach to finish this movie, but the first third of it was awesome (visually stunning!).

wherein I have a spidery freak out.

This post did not begin with a freak out. It was supposed to be some hopefully funny but insightful observation/commentary, yada yada. Except as I was sitting at my desk typing when (it all happened so fast!) a spider straight up descended from my ceiling at a high rate of speed, dropped onto my key board, and then crawled in my USB port. TRUE STORY.

A true story, I might add, that I am typing from the library now.

Because I committed mistake #1 when dealing with spiders: I lost sight of it. Luckily I am awesome in emergency situations, so I had a five minute girly shrieking freak out took a quick second to compose myself and then very calmly shut my computer, got up and left the house. Like any sane person would do.

The question remains: what do I do when I get home? Do I even need to go home? Anybody have a couch I can crash on for a few nights?

I can’t say this thought didn’t cross my mind.