Today I finished my work right around lunch time and headed straight to the airport, hoping to get on an early flight to get me home. I checked online to make sure they had available seats on the earlier flight, they had at least 10 available. Unfortunately, about 30 minutes later, while checking in at the registration counter they told me that this flight is sold out. Bummer!
I had about 7 hours to kill before my original flight. My back up plan was to go and shoot some photography around DC. Weather in DC was very cloudy and getting worth, but I think the foliage right now is right at the pick time and it could be a good opportunity to get some interesting photos. At the same time it was lunch time and I was super hungry and also I didn’t want to give up so easily on the flight.
So I made it through security, tried to approach the check-in counter and saw about 50 people wafting in line. Not very encouraging with this flight scheduled to live in about 35 minutes. I use to be member of the US Air Club and they have their own check-in counter so I headed straight up another floor.
I have to say that US Air Club representatives, especially, the male representative was not very friendly. All I wanted to see if there are any seats available on the flight. I’m not a member anymore of the club, but there were no customers at the counter and three of them US Air Club rep’s seating behind it. This guy first refused to even assist me, so I moved on to the lady, she took a look at the flight information while this dude was making remarks that I was not suppose to be here and if I wanted to join the club, he would be happy to assist me and stuff like that. It took lady rep about 30 seconds to tell me that flight is sold out. “How difficult was that?” I asked the guy as I was leaving his precious club counter.
So yes, I was still hungry and my favorite 5 Guys joint is right at the end of tarmac. As I was eating my burger I heard boarding announcement. At that point I was trying to decide on what to do next, go immediately back out or spend couple hours at the waiting area. Lots of time to kill. About 10-15 minutes later I was passing by the gates where they take you to these commuter planes, I decided to give it one more try. So I headed down to the gate and asked nice lady if there were any seats available. Well, sometimes magic happens. Someone didn’t show up and I had the last seat given to me. Short bus drive later I was on the plane waiting for me for departure .
And guess what, it started pouring rain. Fortunately, not so long ago I took this photo. No rain. Enjoy.