Looking Upward

I'm beginning to forget what the airport looks like. It's been about a month since I've been up in the air. It's been close to a decade since that's happened. Anyhow, I just wanted to make sure that all of my readers (all two or three of you) knew that I was still alive. I've been office bound for the last couple of months, but all of that is about to change, as trade show season continues. I'm off to Detroit, Jackson, Tampa, and Pittsburgh in May. I never thought I'd be this happy to see the airport.

Boycott Continental! Yep, I still remembered!

Later.

Speeding Through San Diego

I've been traveling a lot less lately. I did have the opportunity to do a quick day trip to Dallas last week, though. It's still nice that the people at the San Diego airport have quickly gotten to know me over the past year. I always seem to just make it to the airport lately. I had a whole ten minutes to spare this time. Last time, I cut it a bit close with only three minutes to spare. It's a good thing I still have elite status with the airlines. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to get through the security lines at warp speed.

Boycott Continental!

Later.

There's No Place Like Springfield (Again) . . .

This time, it's Springfield, MO. Yes, once again I returned to Springfield. To the left, there's an empty field. To the right, another empty field. Hmm. I'm sensing a pattern here. Anyhow, this is my only trip for the month, so I guess I'd better write about it. It was a quick trip up to Springfield, but the flights were busier than normal. In fact, even with my multi-million-miler status, I couldn't get out of those center seats on the way up and back. Despite that, I still say . . .

Boycott Continental! Yes, I really mean it.

Later.

Double Connections

To avoid Continental, I had to travel on a double connection on American from San Diego to Los Angeles to Chicago to Indianapolis. Unfortunately, when you have a couple of extra variables in the mix, there are a few more things that can go wrong with the trip. My flight in Los Angeles was delayed by a few hours, which would cause a misconnect in Chicago, where there was some weather issue. Well, I decided to catch the earlier flight out of Los Angeles, and had my luggage moved to the earlier flight. Well, when you are in the middle of LAX with multiple flights that are delayed, the chances of having you and your luggage arriving at the same time are not very good. By some miracle of American Airlines, my luggage actually made it to Indianapolis that night, and so did I. The moral of the story -- Boycott Continental. It actually works out in the end.

Boycott Continental! Yes, I do mean it.

Later.

Going To The Show

I just returned from a trade show in Dallas. Before that, it was a week's worth of a national sales meeting. To say that I'm tired would be the understatement of the year. Anyhow, it wasn't the show or the meeting that really drained me. It was the effort that I had to use to get out of the center seat that I was stuck in for the long trip home. It took six phone calls, three ticket agents, and finally a long begging session with the gate agent to get me out of the center seat. Hey, I wound up in the bathroom aisle. But at least it was an aisle.

Boycott Continental. I mean it, now.

Later.

A Time To Thaw

I'm hoping that this has been my last trip through the snow. I just returned from Duluth, MN, in the winter. Let me repeat that. I just returned from Duluth in the winter. Prior to Duluth, I spent the day in Minneapolis. Before that, it was a couple of days of Milwaukee. Just before that it was Ann Arbor, Michigan. I've definitely been breaking my "no snow" rule as of late. The flight delays seem to be getting longer and longer. I've been noticing that I've been spending a lot more time sitting on a plane that is stalled somewhere on the runway, waiting in that eternal line prior to take-off. I've actually had a lot more misconnects and delays in the last few months. Looking at airline statistics, I've noticed that the average wait time for take-off has definitely increased over the previous year.

It's time for me to thaw. I'm off to Fort Lauderdale for a couple of days. It will be a relief not to have to pack that heavy winter coat.

Boycott Continental. The grudge continues.

Later.

Spin

If you've read this month's main column, you already know that I've been traveling through the winter wonderland of Michigan, Wisconsin, and Minnesota this month. My job is in marketing these days, and part of what I do requires a process called "spinning." Basically, this just means that I find a way to place a positive (or negative) way of presenting facts. Well, I had an experience last week that gave new meaning to the the spinning process. I was in Ypsilanti. That's in Michigan, near Ann Arbor, for those of you who are interested. I was in a rental car on my way back to the airport. It was snowing and a bit icy on the road. As I am one of those overly cautious drivers, I slowed down to 15 mph for the turn onto the freeway. However, being unaccustomed to the fact that brakes should not be used while on ice, I wound up spinning the car 360 degrees in slow motion. This was one of the most disturbing experiences that I have had in a while. Anyhow, I didn't crash into anything, but I wound up in a ditch buried deep in the snow with a small tree in front of me. When I backed up, I dug myself deeper in the snow. So, contrary to all of the rules of logic, I decided to drive forward into the tree. Strange as it may seem, that did the trick -- I spun around and popped right back onto the freeway onramp.

Well, that was my mini-adventure in the Detroit area. Next, I'm headed for Minneapolis. And yes, I'm still going to be behind the wheel -- at least until someone decides that I can have a driver. Maybe I can put a better spin on this story so my company will hire a driver for me... Hmmm.

Boycott Continental! I mean it, now.

Later.

Return To Portland

Once again, I'm off to Portland this evening. It's very nice to be back on the playing field again. After a few weeks on the ground, it's quite refreshing to be back in the air once again. It's going to be a quick trip to Portland to do truly act as a consultant. I'm not really sure why I'm going, but I was asked to be there just in case. I guess it would be a good thing to actually find out why I'm going, so I'll add that to my list of things to do tomorrow.

Boycott Continental! My name is Brent, and I fly American! Can I be on the commercial, too?

Later.

Holiday Greetings

Happy Holidays to all! I'm enjoying semi-retirement. Really! I've managed to avoid the hustle and bustle of holiday travel for the first time in many years. The only downside was the fact that I had to be on-call at the corporate office during the holiday week. I actually wound up going into the office just about every day this week. Once again, old habits die hard. Almost all of the major work is completed, so it should be a short day tomorrow. The adventures at 30,000 feet resume on Monday -- onward to Portland. Oregon, not Maine again.

Happy New Year! Boycott Continental!

Later.

Real Life Sequel

I was just in Phoenix this weekend -- well, let's say I was passing through the Phoenix airport, when suddenly, a page was heard overhead... "Captain Oveur. Captain Clarence Oveur. Please pick up the white courtesy phone. " Sounds like a normal page doesn't it? For those of you who do not recognize the reference, this comes from the movie Airplane! Well, if that wasn't bad enough, a few seconds later, the same voice overhead announced, "No, the white phone."

Something told me that sanity had gone right out the window. After all, an hour earlier, I saw the lit up sign on one of the gates -- Flight: HoHo. Departing: Dec24 Destination: North Pole. Limit 8 reindeer per Santa Claus.

Since sanity has completely left the building, it's time for me to keep my feet on the ground for the rest of the year. So, Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all. The adventures will continue next year. Really! I already have a trip scheduled on January 3rd, and I'm sure there will be a lot more to tell.

Boycott Continental! Where would we be without a little consistency in the universe?

Later.

Portland Du Jour

I spent last Tuesday in Portland. It was an incredibly fast trip, and one of the more interesting ones, since I got stuck on an airline on which I didn't have any kind of status. I got stuck in the back of the plane with the bald guy in front of me, and he decided to lean back all the way crushing my legs. I've noticed that the sensors at the airports are a bit more sensitive, especially on holiday weeks. It was interesting that my watch set everthing off, so I could get my regularly scheduled groping and flogging.

I had dinner with my friend Larry at a Thai restaurant in Portland on Tuesday night. It's nice to see friends on the road. After dinner, I raced back to San Diego, with a minor flogging at the Portland airport. Despite the fact that it was Tuesday before Thanksgiving, it was still a busy travel day.

Boycott Continental! Really, now.

Later.

The Barriers Return

I made it to Toronto last night with great difficulty. Remember all of those barriers and hoops you have to jump through to get onto an airplane? Well, I hit every one of them on my way to Toronto. I even had the same issues through customs. It all started with my overly intrusive pat-down in San Diego. The alarm went off for the first time in over a year. It seems that they must have a different policy when traveling on Saturday, so beware! After that, I had the gut who wouldn't cover his mouth when coughing sitting next to me on the plane. In addition, the annoying bald guy in front had to lean back all the way and crush my legs, and then have the audacity to claim that my knee was in the back of his chair. Then there was the normal issue of entering Canada on business. The whole experience must have taken a lot out of me, because I needed a nap for the first time in quite a while.

Boycott Continental! I mean it, you know.

Later.

Sleepless In Seattle Again

I'm back in Seattle, after a wild ride to Savannah, Detroit, Lexington, and Louisville last week. Showtime begins at six in the morning, and setup starts at four, so I will truly be sleepless in Seattle once more. I'm playing technical advisor to a client that's visiting Seattle for a conference, and we just got through a dry run of the presentation tomorrow. It's been a bad set of travel weeks, thanks to some really bad adventures on Delta and America West. When you don't have top tier status on an airline, they really have a license to treat you like crap. It was nothing out of the ordinary -- late flights, early connections, giving away your seat even though you landed late and are on the other side of the terminal in Phoenix... You know, the usual stuff. I'd rant some more here, but I've got some work to do, so I'll catch you later.

Boycott Continental! I'm serious.

Later.

Gearing Up

I've been a bit dormant lately. Desk duty is nice for a little while, but it's nice to have it intertwined with a little travel here and there. My attitude toward some of the travel has changed a little since I stopped the full-time road warrior adventure. I did a couple of quick day trips to Yuma and Solvang over the last few weeks for pleasure. I'm acutally traveling for pleasure, and I've noticed the stress level seems to be a lot lower.

Anyhow, I'm gearing up for my next adventure on Wednesday which will take me back to the eastern time zone once again. I'm off to Savannah, GA, to speak at a conference, and then onward to Detroit to speak at yet another conference. Then I have some sales calls to make in Kentucky. By the way, this is all one big trip which spans a little more than a week. Yes, when I travel, I do it right.

Boycott Continental! It's the right thing to do.

Later.

Connections

It's been a couple of weeks since I've been on the playing field again. Old habits die hard, I guess. It's the middle of the night (well actually around 6am) in Chicago. I came here on Monday, went home to San Diego, had dinner with my friend Patty, who was visiting San Diego, went to a meeting, and hopped on a red-eye to connect, ironically, in Chicago on my way to Detroit. I couldn't get a direct flight in to Chicago earlier this week, but whenever I'm going someplace else, I have to connect here. Something is just not right with our airline system here. Oh, well.

Boycott Continental! I mean it!

Later.

Travel Nirvana

I experienced something new in my latest adventure to Dallas. I call it Travel Nirvana. It was the first time that most everything actually went right on a business trip. It was incredible. Everything just fell into place. I had a relatively deserted airport upon check-in, which made me the only one going through security. While the plane was relatively full, it was still an uneventful trip. Since my destination was Dallas, I think I must have been the only one getting off the plane, as my luggage was the first and only out of the carosel. I had a nice lunch with my friend Dee in Dallas. For those of you who don't travel for a living, it's a rare thing to actually be able to coordinate a meal with a friend when on a business trip. Anyhow, my business trip went well, and I had a good presentation that went off without a hitch. To top it off, my luggage was the first off the carosel back in San Diego. If only I could experience this Travel Nirvana with each trip...

Boycott Continental!

Later.

Gate Assignment Blues

Last week's adventure sent me through Chicago, where planes circle round and round without a gate to call home. Seriously. I just had a double whammy experience in Chicago where my gate was listed as NO. Now, my first reaction was that a new Terminal N had been built with gate zero. After all, gate A0 exists at Dallas Fort Worth. But, since there is an overabundance of flights into O'Hare lately, there aren't enough gates to accommodate all of them. Therefore, on a few flights out of Chicago last week, I got stuck without a gate. I really didn't think that the gate assignment would be a yes/no answer in Chicago. I can understand having that as a valid response in Salisbury, Maryland, or Laramie, Wyoming, but not Chicago. Anyway, I eventually escaped from Chicago, and actually made it back home in one piece -- sort of. It's a ground assignment for me for the next couple of weeks, so I'll sign off for now.

Boycott Continental!

Later.

Moon Over Parma, Revisited

I just spent a couple of days in Cleveland. There were really no unusal events this time round. However, I didn't rent a car this time, so I guess there wasn't too much circumstance that could get me into trouble. I was in Continental land. After all, one of the Continental hubs is Cleveland. Even though I had the wonderful experience of having some big guy jabbing his elbow into my gut on a commuter flight from Dallas, I still prefer that experience to flying on Continental. Yes, I'm still holding a grudge.

Boycott Continental! I mean it. Really. No joke.

Later.

Missed Delays

I was listening to the news today. I heard about the mess that happened with American and US Air. For those of you who haven't heard, there was a computer glitch that caused some grounding of flights. Anyhow, the computer error was rectified, but the resulting delays and missed routings were pretty bad. Fortunately, I've been grounded for the last couple of weeks, so I missed all of the fun. (Yes, I'm being sarcastic). I've got some new adventures scheduled to start next week, so I'll be back at that time to share all of those interesting adventures.

Boycott Continental. I mean it, now!

Later.

On The Homefront

I've spent the last week off the road, sort of. I had a company meeting in town at one of the local hotels. There was a lot of work that went into that meeting, and it turned out pretty well. I'm glad that it's finally over. Now I can actually get some work done, and plan to get back out into the field where I belong. I've got some interesting adventures coming up. In two weeks, we'll start in Indianapolis for a day, and then pop over to somewhere in West Virginia, and wind up the week in Cleveland. After a quick jaunt home to swap out my laundry, it's off to Boston and Chicago for me. Wow! I'm tired just thinking about it. Oddly enough, I kind of miss the airport. Now that's just sick.

Boycott Continental! When I hold a grudge, I do it right.

Later.