I am not immune to the aggravations of air travel, although
most days I can be amused by fellow passengers and general airport absurdness. There is also the excitement of going places
that usually keeps my spirits up. A few
days ago I was flying on an unfamiliar airline with a boarding pass that
assigned me to "Group 2". Though
mathematically "Group 2" should be near the front of the line, I suspected by the
time I found my seat there would be no room for my carry-on bag. It was an inconvenience but not the end of the
world, and I was not ready to pay an additional fee to upgrade to "Group 1" (just
to avoid the hassles of baggage claim).
On a whim I re-printed my boarding pass at the airport and
was re-assigned to “Priority Access”. Yay!!! Neither my bag nor I would not suffer from separation
anxiety – and I joined the end of the security line with a sense of calm. At the gate, the pre-boarding announcement was my clue to gather my stuff together.
The boarding process began and the categories were announced in the following
order - one at a time…
- First Class
- Those Needing Extra Time
- Those with Small Children
- Those in the Military
- Business Class
- Elite
Partners
- Executive Members
- Diamond Alliance
- Platinum Members
- Sapphire Alliance
- Gold Members
- Priority Access
By this time they had run out of overhead bin room and were checking all carry-on bags. I reluctantly
took my place in the non-linear mob. I can
only assume “Group 1” was after “Priority Access”, but am seriously wondering
who would pay extra for this dubious spot in line. I would not be surprised if those in “Group 3”
had to join their carry-on luggage in the baggage compartment. Hopefully numbers have actual meaning in the
cockpits. (I may have discovered a reason for the
November Navigation Troubles:)
Happily Travelling!!!!