So, I am on the computer, making reservations for my trip to Texas with my son, and he says to me, "Be sure to check the box, so that you can get text messages to alert you to changes on your flights." Sure, sounds like a great idea. I must say I never needed that feature more than I did on my flight home!! I was all packed and ready to go (well, not really
ready, I wanted to stay longer!) when I got a text message saying my flight was delayed. I wasn't worried because I had a three hour layover in Detroit. It was great, I got another whole hour to spend with my mom! So, after stretching our visit as far as we could, it was off to the airport... no more texts... must be that all is good. Great. I go through security pretty quickly, which was nice. My gate was right across from security, what could be easier! We boarded the plane right on time, and off we flew to Detroit - Once there I would have two hours, plenty of time to grab a bite to eat, relax a little...
The first leg of my flight home went wonderfully. We landed, and when I turned on my phone there was my text message giving me my gate info, and saying that my connecting flight was on time. So, off to my gate I went. It was all the way down at the end of the same terminal, which was nice - a bit of a walk, but there have been times I've had to walk to a different terminal, take a shuttle, go outside, go back inside, through a tunnel, take a taxi.... to my next gate. (You know how that is!) I arrived at my gate, and my flight was listed on the monitor. It's all good - so I settled in with a snack and my book. I was there just a little while, when I looked up at the monitor and there was a different flight listed... what happened to my flight? I didn't hear an announcement about a gate change. Certainly I didn't lose myself in my book so much that I missed my flight completely... just then I received my text message alerting me of a change in gates. So off I go... about half way back down the terminal. My flight is listed on the monitor - so I sit down. Everyone is talking about the change of gates, already aggravated... and then we go back to our books and newspapers.
Not too long after that, I look up at the monitor, and it doesn't say Flint... Flint is my final destination, why does that monitor say Charlotte?! Oh wait, there is my text message... a change of gates again. So I announce it to the people sitting next to me, who were thankful, because they were waiting for some sort of announcement over the loud speaker - which never came. Off we all go, the group of us a little bigger now. This time the gate was all the way back where I first started. We all sit down, chatting a bit with one another, when suddenly...