Sunday, after the 6+ mile hike the day before, we decided to take it easy.
My sister’s, “SO” is returning on Monday so we went to the grocery store and bought a few of the things she needed. We went to the, Boardwalk restaurant, for Halibut on a Stick and waffle fries. We ate half and saved the rest for dinner. Stopped by the, Pickled Pear, a food truck, to picked up some Mexican Street Corn, to have with our dinner
Returning to the house we relaxed and watched some TV.
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| Lola sitting in my lap while watching TV. |
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| Halibut on a Stick |
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Bea and Esther attempting to crawl in my lap to say goodbye.
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Monday, Scotty, Lisa’s SO informed us his flight was canceled and he was rebooked for the next day. The airline booked him a room and gave him meal vouchers, he was going to go back to his mom’s house. Being the East Coast was sweltering and he had no A/C at his mom’s, well sorry mom, he stayed at the hotel.
We went to the airport and she dropped me off. Unfortunately, my hat was left in the car.
I went to check in and asked if the flight was on-time, I was told it was, in a belligerent tone. I then said I had one bag to check to San Francisco and one to gate check to Anchorage. I was informed by the agent that “she” would not “gate check” my bag because it was not a mobility device or car seat. I informed her that every time I had flown with them I had no problem gate checking a carry-on with thousand of dollars of photography equipment. She informed me “SHE” would not do it, thank you #RavnAir in Homer. I had her check the bag to Anchorage, figuring I had an hour and a half to retrieve it and make my flight.
At 8:45, she went to the gate to start the boarding, except there was no plane. It was late, she walked away after 15 minutes of standing there. The plane, finally arrived, no announcement, at about 9:20, thirty-five minutes late. We were supposed to depart at 9:15, needless to say we didn’t depart until 9:55. That left me with less than a hour to collect my bag, go through security and get to the departure gate.
My bag came quickly, security was very quick, and my gate was just about the last one on the concourse. I made it as they were finishing boarding. The bag that I checked all the way through did not. My AirTag showed it still in Anchorage.
I filled out a form at baggage claim in San Francisco, as the agent was entering the information, my phone alerted me that my bag was in Seattle. A second later she finished entering the information and it told her my bag was in Seattle. The, only, good part was the agent at #RavnAir didn’t charge me for my bags.
My, sister, picked me up and we went to her house. Her husband and I watched a James Bond movie.
Then it was time for bed.
Here are a few shots from my #iPhone12ProMax that I took as we were passing over San Francisco.
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| San Francisco |
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| Golden Gate Bridge |
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| Bay Bridge |