MySpace "Ouch!" - Friday, January 13, 2006, 19:07
Here's an update to my little adventure yesterday. My Northwest flight out of TVC was delayed till 19:52, which meant I will be missing my connecting Southwest flight out of DTW, thus stranding me cold and alone for the night. Northwest was able to get us out at 19:40. Cause of the delay? The original plane had problems and Northwest had to replace the plane.
I get to DTW at 20:40, and waited what seemed to be like forever, but really about ten minutes, for my curbside checked luggage (because teeny weeny planes don't have room for most of your carry-on's). The second my roller bag appeared, I grabbed it and made a run from my arrival gate at Terminal C of McNamara Terminal. I have to be at the Smith Terminal where Southwest gates, and that is a shuttle ride away. And my Southwest flight leaves DTW at 21:25. So that gave me 35 minutes.
And of course, lady luck has to be against me that night. If you're familiar with DTW at all, Terminal C of McNamara Terminal is about half a mile away from the main Terminal A, linked by an underground tunnel. You can only get out of the Terminal from A. So I ran through that.
The next issue turns out to be the shuttle. I had to wait for it. And when it arrived at 21:01, I was relieved, thinking it will take 15 minutes to get to Smith Terminal. But nooo... It has to go to the Berry Terminal first, before going to Smith! Ack! By the time I get to Berry Terminal, it was already 21:17.
Here is where lady luck finally smiled upon me. There was no line at the security checkpoint, and I waltzed (almost) right through with relative ease. And I get to the gate at 21:23, with two minutes to spare! Wow... How freaking amazing was that? I had a backup plan, in that if I don't make that flight, I would have to call my agent to issue a reserved ticket from DTW to ORD on Northwest, leaving at 22:48. I didn't like that idea, because it leaves later *and* puts me in O'Hare, an airport I absolutely hate. In any case, I was pretty excited to know that I made it!
Of course, that little ordeal probably caused me to lose a few micro-inch of my hairline prematurely, as well as to add more gray. And it also revealed that I am in no shape whatsoever to run! {More on this later.}
I was so happy when I made it back, that I was not letting anybody ruin my cheery mood to go out and have dinner and a few drinks. After all, I had not had ve anything to eat when I left the client site in
So I got home at six in the morning, after having to jump through hoops like walking to the L station and taking the red line up to my station back home. Then I had two hours of sleep before having to wake up, take a shower, and hail a cab to whisk me to Midway for my 10:45 flight to
Well, back to my running thing Last night when I ran through Terminal C, it basically revealed that I cant run at all. So That tells me that I am definitely not in any kind of shape to run at all. And today is only two days before the big marathon. Yikes!

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