Almost, maybe, yes a seat

It became rather interesting last evening when I received the usual 24 hours out notice from Turkish Airlines to check in for my flight. Admittedly, I don’t enjoy doing such things on my phone, but since I wasn’t home nor in the mood to haul out my laptop I didn’t think it would be all that much of a challenge.

Just hit the button, right?

Wrong. Ok, the landing page worked perfectly and checked me through to seat selection. Funny thing, I thought I did that months ago when I made my travel plans. There are two seats empty – 5A and 5K. I try and select one. No dice – this seat is reserved for someone who needs a basinet. I try the other. Same thing. I log out and try again. This time it tells me that the flight is full. Check in at the airport.

Oooookkkk. And I will know that I have a secured flight when? 1415 at the earliest on the day of the flight.

Attempts this morning, both before and after class netted me the same thing. So I went to the airport.

Lovely woman at the check-in counter says, no problem. What is more, I can join Turkish Airways Smiles & Miles program. Much as I love Lufthansa, they simply don’t give full credit for most of their partner airlines. Turkish does. They are less expensive and the lounge in Istanbul is fabulous. The cost is time for the money saved.

Right now it certainly is worth it

So hanging out once again in the new United Polaris Lounge. I have downloaded all my missing course materials and am planning on [perhaps] finishing a couple of writing assignments while I am under way. The alternative is Sunday which may turn out to be a better possibility.

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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