In response to last week's call for travel horror stories: Yikes! Missing wheelchairs, barfed-on blankets (ew!), mold eating (double ew!), and a whole lot of lost luggage. You've really been through it, and it's no wonder folks are so down on flying these days. Still, we're not the curmudgeonly sort to dwell on the negative here. Like mother says, "If you can't say anything nice..."
So, haven't you had at least one positive experience with an airline? Ever felt that a crew member or ticket/gate agent went above and beyond to make your trip a little better? C'mon! Surely you must have enjoyed a flight at some point in your life, right? RIGHT? Rack your brain if you must, and leave your story below.
And if there's nothing down there by the end of the day, well, we'll cry.
I recall a red-eye flight fr Portland to Wash, DC a few years ago. I merely thanked the ticket agent for working New Years Eve when I was sure that, after a hectic holiday travel season, she probably would have enjoyed the night off. WE had a brief exchange about whether NYE was a good holiday, or only a so-so one-- we agreed on so-so. Later, at the gate, I responded to a call fr the gate agent, who asked for my boarding pass and handed me a first class upgrade boarding pass in return. THe only explanatino I have is that the first agent was so surprised at someone extressing thanks that she decided to upgrade me to an empty seat. I was not angling for an upgrade, so it made the night's sleep en route even better.
It turns out, she left her DS on the plane! We were in California for 19 days, doing a lot of driving in the National Parks, and she needs to do something or she will get carsick. Also, just replacing it would mean she would have to start over from the beginning on all her games. She was very upset. We went back to the airport, but the plane had already left for LA. I called LA and explained what happened, and gave my daughter's seat number. When the plane landed, the AA employee went aboard, found my daughter's game, and overnighted it to us. We were so grateful!
Once I got to my destination, I made my own phone calls, to no avail. I had to go out and buy new reading glasses and a new watch, and was heartbroken because my favorite cross was gone. Ultimately, somebody finally looked in the security building and I did get my glasses, watch, and favorite cross back, so my story has a happy ending.