Today I’m reviewing the last trip I took on an Airplane. To start off, the line to check in was extremely slow and I didn’t understand why WestJet didn’t have more staff on because then we had to wait in line at customs forever.
Custom’s did not have a great many staff on either so there were three huge line ups of people all trying to get into the U.S. and only one person each to see the people in each line. Custom’s asked many questions which were quite annoying, I mean why do you think we’re going to Phoenix really? Could golfing have anything to do with it, maybe some outdoor touriste activities? We’re only gone 10 days and have you really ever seen blond haired blue eyed terrorists? I can’t say any of this aloud, God forbid, but finally we make it to Gate 39 and find out the plane is delayed an hour.
By this point, I don’t care but am aghast when Starbucks isn’t even open, it’s 10:00 am what could be the issue? We all grumble about the lack of coffee but the plane does manage to arrive in forty five not sixty minutes. Eventually we board the flight and I am the odd person out sitting alone instead of with my buddies, and sitting down beside me is the largest man I have seen in sometime. I’m glad I at least have the aisle seat. But I really don’t get much seat and I hate having my thigh being rubbed against by the large man.
He is a typically big guy too lots of snacking on bad food, having to go to the washroom every ten minutes because his soda is giant, and lots of sweat dripping on me. That perfume I put on was unnecessary because I now smell like armpit.
The flight attendants quickly do their thing, no one is paying attention and that doesn’t bode well. The Captain is friendly enough and the flight attendants helpful as I have trouble storing my belongings away. But they can’t seem to find me another seat as I explain my issues with my seat mate. They kind of shrug and move on.
Atleast the flight is short and I’m up front and off the plane quickly. The pilot didn’t crash the plane that’s fifty points for him for that and getting to my hotel resort is quick and painless.
I soak in the shower along time trying to get the stench of man sweat out of my hair. The people I’m with go on a horse ride, it’s about 1:30 pm I head to the spa to get a massage as the seats on the plan were far from comfortable because of my seat mate.
Although, I was looking forward to Phoenix that has got to be about the most awful check in and airplane ride I have ever experienced. I will make sure I’m not the odd woman out and fly with a buddy and arrive extra early to check in next time. I give the entire experience one out of five stars.