Oak Knoll

I really hate to fly. FYI. First hurdle, but I worked through that. Got to the airport snd checked in at the Delta counter. Got the runaround from TSA- long story and not particularly interesting, and then settled in at the Delta Club. (I splurged on business class on the outbound, hoping to not arrive with too big of a sleep deficit.) A short time later, reached for my phone and it was nowhere to be found. Thank goodness for the “Find My” app.- which showed my phone to be somewhere else in the airport. I felt like I was reenacting the kids’ book “Are you My Mother?” as I took my little GPS tracker around to various gate agents, TSA agents, random passengers asking if they could figure out where that spot was that was showing my phone. Of course everyone had a different guess, but consensus was that I would have to go out to baggage claim and come back up to the ticketing level and look for it there. I finally convinced a sympathetic TSA agent to escort me back through the security doors where I finally found it at the Delta desk. So- mild spike in blood pressure but all’s well that ends well. Boarded the flight and let me tell you- It was wonderful. Lie flat seats in your own little cubicle with noise cancelling headphones, remote for the tv, fluffy blanket and pillow, slippers, socks. Yes please! I was in heaven and settling in to all of it when they announced that the plane was broken and it would be delayed at least 2 hours and we may have to get another plane. Rats! And that meant I would miss my connection. So- to say the least it was a rocky start.
We did end up 2 hours late, didn’t have to change plans, and I ate like a queen and slept like a baby!Read more