November 9-11, 2001 (AUS-IAH-DAL-IAH-AUS)

[tycoonjack]

On my flight to IAH, I encountered a small glitch in the system of which upgrades are given out.

I was upgraded over my friend, dbaker, a gold, who was on his way to SFO. I believe the reason behind this was because, although I am silver, he had given out a companion upgrade, and due to some system glitch, they did not want to split up him and his companion, Ivo.

• Daniel’s (dbaker) trip: AUS-IAH-ATL-SFO-ATL-IAH-AUS
• Ivo's (leto) trip: AUS-IAH-EWR-AMS-EWR-AUS

I happily took the upgrade and proceeded to first class.

Sorry dbaker.

My flight out to Love field was good, only the fact that I was in an EMJ 145 cramped my style.

I almost was able to procure the official Continental CD from the flight attendant (I was told that she will get in touch with me via e-mail)

So, ITYT might have an official list of the songs that are played while you wait for the push back!

<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: tycoonjack on 2001-11-11 15:36 ]</font>

[tycoonjack]

On my flight to IAH, I encountered a small glitch in the system of which upgrades are given out.

I was upgraded over my friend, dbaker, a gold, who was on his way to SFO. I believe the reason behind this was because, although I am silver, he had given out a companion upgrade, and due to some system glitch, they did not want to split up him and his companion, Ivo.

• Daniel’s (dbaker) trip: AUS-IAH-ATL-SFO-ATL-IAH-AUS
• Ivo's (leto) trip: AUS-IAH-EWR-AMS-EWR-AUS

I happily took the upgrade and proceeded to first class.

Sorry dbaker.

My flight out to Love field was good, only the fact that I was in an EMJ 145 cramped my style.

I almost was able to procure the official Continental CD from the flight attendant (I was told that she will get in touch with me via e-mail)

So, ITYT might have an official list of the songs that are played while you wait for the push back!

<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: tycoonjack on 2001-11-11 15:36 ]</font>

[tycoonjack]

Just got back in from Love-Field, and I’m glad to be back in Austin.

So here are some interesting stories from my trip.

First off, in IAH, a man, that claimed to be a frequent flyer, would not consent to the random security checks at the gate. He caused quite a scene. Everyone in the small of shoot that are the B gates was looking at him. Eventually the cops came, and he, realizing the gravity told them that it was OK for him to search his bags and wave the wand to check for metal objects. But before all of transpired he was making remarks about how federal law does nothing for us, not something I would say in front of cops. And one of the cops made the comment to me, “he won’t be smiling anymore when the gets a $10,000 fine,” because I was watching intently and taking pictures. Needless to say, I was glad that I was not on his flight.

Next, I passed Daniel’s plane. I noticed as we taxied to the runway that several 737 had pulled into the “penalty box” and one of them was a 737-800, which was the same plane that Daniel had said he was going to be on if I remember correctly.

After trying to get the official Continental CD, which I believe that I failed at, I did learn that to be a flight attendant on EMJ-145 you must be under 5’8’, and if the flight attendants memory served correctly, all Continental flight attendants must be over 5’4.”

I arrived at the wonderful Continental Express terminal and left to enjoy Dallas.

When I returned I attempted to check in at the eService Center in the main section of the airport, only to be greeted by a screen that said I was already checked in. Perplexed I headed towards the ticket counter/gate area (for those that have not been to Love Field, the Continental Express wing has its own security checkpoint and ticket counter right next to each other, I did not know this and was worried I would not be allowed pass the checkpoint.) When I arrived at the ticket counter, the man behind the desk mentioned a word or two that made it seem to me that everyone that was on the return half of their trip had automatically been checked in (what kind of a crazy policy is this?)

Going through security at Love was fun. Everyone was given the twice over with the wand and a quick to extensive check on there luggage (remember this is an express flight and you give your luggage to the bag handlers at the end of the Jet way,) luckily I was given the quick check and not the long check.

Once back in IAH I noticed something that I had forgotten a little while ago. IAH is what is known to me as a cash only place. Every food place only takes cash, and the ATM machines are hidden or have been taken over by “temporary” ply-wood (this was discovered when I as the lady behind the desk where and ATM machine was and she told me in the main terminal to the left, and of course it was not there and I returned to tell her and she “suddenly” remembered that it was behind the ply-wood.) The flight home was quick and nice, with a very informative man sitting next to me, explaining the “LUECKE” cut into the tree line meant (apparently it is just the farmers last name, nothing exciting).

And that takes us up to this point, me back at home.

[tycoonjack]

Just got back in from Love-Field, and I’m glad to be back in Austin.

So here are some interesting stories from my trip.

First off, in IAH, a man, that claimed to be a frequent flyer, would not consent to the random security checks at the gate. He caused quite a scene. Everyone in the small of shoot that are the B gates was looking at him. Eventually the cops came, and he, realizing the gravity told them that it was OK for him to search his bags and wave the wand to check for metal objects. But before all of transpired he was making remarks about how federal law does nothing for us, not something I would say in front of cops. And one of the cops made the comment to me, “he won’t be smiling anymore when the gets a $10,000 fine,” because I was watching intently and taking pictures. Needless to say, I was glad that I was not on his flight.

Next, I passed Daniel’s plane. I noticed as we taxied to the runway that several 737 had pulled into the “penalty box” and one of them was a 737-800, which was the same plane that Daniel had said he was going to be on if I remember correctly.

After trying to get the official Continental CD, which I believe that I failed at, I did learn that to be a flight attendant on EMJ-145 you must be under 5’8’, and if the flight attendants memory served correctly, all Continental flight attendants must be over 5’4.”

I arrived at the wonderful Continental Express terminal and left to enjoy Dallas.

When I returned I attempted to check in at the eService Center in the main section of the airport, only to be greeted by a screen that said I was already checked in. Perplexed I headed towards the ticket counter/gate area (for those that have not been to Love Field, the Continental Express wing has its own security checkpoint and ticket counter right next to each other, I did not know this and was worried I would not be allowed pass the checkpoint.) When I arrived at the ticket counter, the man behind the desk mentioned a word or two that made it seem to me that everyone that was on the return half of their trip had automatically been checked in (what kind of a crazy policy is this?)

Going through security at Love was fun. Everyone was given the twice over with the wand and a quick to extensive check on there luggage (remember this is an express flight and you give your luggage to the bag handlers at the end of the Jet way,) luckily I was given the quick check and not the long check.

Once back in IAH I noticed something that I had forgotten a little while ago. IAH is what is known to me as a cash only place. Every food place only takes cash, and the ATM machines are hidden or have been taken over by “temporary” ply-wood (this was discovered when I as the lady behind the desk where and ATM machine was and she told me in the main terminal to the left, and of course it was not there and I returned to tell her and she “suddenly” remembered that it was behind the ply-wood.) The flight home was quick and nice, with a very informative man sitting next to me, explaining the “LUECKE” cut into the tree line meant (apparently it is just the farmers last name, nothing exciting).

And that takes us up to this point, me back at home.