Air Travel Sucks!
If – today – you wanted to create air travel, you would never in a million years have come up with the torture that is air travel today. I am today in Xalapa, and traveling from the Bay Area to Xalapa on Continental Airlines (via Houston) is by far the worst experience I ever had.
First they gave us a 25 minute connection in the Houston Airport. 25 minutes is hard even for a seasoned business traveler. For a mom and dad with two babies, itÂ´s simply torture.
It wouldnÂ´t have been so bad if normal circumstances applied, but when we got to the train in the Houston Airport, one of them was broken. After sitting down on the train for 5 minutes (and having a lady tell us to move to the other cart because this one was too heavy) they realized the only other one was broken too. Great. Now itÂ´s T-10 and we have to walk it. But wait, they tell us, thereÂ´s another train. You just get out to the elevators next to the exit to the airport. So we did. Mom, Daddy and babies running with bags and baby seat all the way out…
Oops! Wrong move! Now we took a very crowded tram, and weÂ´re finally on the right side of the airport… But now you have to go through security again! While weÂ´re on security we keep hearing our names being called. Great. By the way, donÂ´t ask for help at George Bush International in Houston. You wonÂ´t get it. DonÂ´t ask for a break either (these TSA folks, by the way, know we are coming from a connection and we are running OUT of the secure area to get back INTO the secure area, and it couldnÂ´t have been more than 4 minutes):
- Are you carrying a video camera? - Yes, here it is, along with the laptop (boy did I just say the wrong thing, but I am trying to cooperate so we can go through this very fast). - Pull them out please, and the laptop must be on its own tray (while my 2-year old is wigglying trying to run away). - Great. - And the video camera has to be taken out. - And take out your shoes. - (Someone else) No, they donÂ´t need to take off their shoes (our shoes are already off. Thanks).
Thanks, TSA something-or-others, thanks a lot.
We run, and run (shoes off even). I find a person with a Continental wheelchair, I think – maybe sheÂ´ll be able to call the gate. Do you work for continental? No, comes the response. Thanks. The continental logo on her shirt and on the wheelchair, but I guess I canÂ´t interrupt the break she seems to be having as sheÂ´s sitting down talking to her buddy.
We finally made it. Then at the Mexico Aduanas, I had to fill in extra forms. They told us one per family, but I guess thatÂ´s just the customs form, the immigration is one per person. I guess I should have remembered, but itÂ´s late and itÂ´s been a long day. So while I fill in the other forms everybody goes by. WeÂ´re last to Baggage claim.
And by the way, Continental lost my bag. With my two year oldÂ´s oversized Diapers, the kind you canÂ´t get in this country because they donÂ´t make babies that big here (my kid is off the charts on height). And all of DaddyÂ´s clothes. As a “thank you for traveling and letting us lose your bag” I get a little thing of toiletries and three local phone numbers, none of which have a person (or even an automated answering machine) on the other side. I guess you can get as many phone numbers as you want if youÂ´re not going to answer them anyway, huh Continental Veracruz?
I just checked online and it says itÂ´s still under investigation. The guy yesterday assured me (I donÂ´t want to think it was just to get me out of his hair, but my experience yesterday made me a cynic, and we were the last customers before the shift closed for the night) that I would get by bag tonight. Not according to the internet, and I canÂ´t seem to call anybody to confirm either way. I didnÂ´t get the “authorization” needed to buy clothes for my own (which my airline “representative” conveniently failed to mention and I just read on the claim form), but by now, screw that, my underwear is getting itchy.
At least the town is great once you get here. I love Xalapa itself, itÂ´s getting here thatÂ´s a complete nightmare. But I guess all air travel is like that nowadays.