I love travel. I love to travel with my family via camping and Amtrak at this stage in my life. I love to fly for work solo and to get to my point of learning about the latest in nutrition, the newest agricultural practices and of course to taste nutrition at the peak of flavor and seasonality.
I was sponsored to travel to Sacramento this week to see the latest in vegetable production. Everything was all set for travel; the kids going back to school with my husband and mother at the realms. My sweet father even offered to drive me to the airport at 430 a.m. in Orlando on Monday, August 8th since I decided that a last weekend in Cocoa Beach before school and work kick off would be a good idea. And it was. We had a nice weekend boogie-boarding the waves of Cocoa, attending my parent’s church where my mother plays organ and of course we enjoyed watching the opening ceremony of Olympics and eating wild salmon, mangoes and my mom’s apple pie. Life was on point until 5 a.m. Monday morning.
Have you ever attempted to print a boarding pass at a kiosk in an airport? Me too—many times. All of the kiosks were down. I ask other passengers; we all have the same question—is it my credit card? We are then quickly directed into a ¼ mile long line to the counter. Eye-brows are raised. What do you mean? I should be at the gate in 15 minutes since I have the boarding pass ‘aka-I’m better than this line, aka-let me through, ok?—that’s what most traveler’s think and do . “The computers are down” is what travelers are told. That’s it at this point. We were either directed in a “checked bag” line or a “non-checked line”. The non-checked bag line was longer and I was told my bag was a tad too large anyway, so get in the checked bag line. I was nervous—and I rarely am in this type of situation. I knew there was one Atlanta to CA flight today and I did not want to miss that connection. I made it to the gate by 540a for the 610a flight. I saw everyone’s face. The most disheartening in all of this was that the employees did not know any more than we did. “All flights are grounded….globally.” What? That info was not mentioned at check in. I hurried. I had no time to check the news or Twitter……until I had time after 7 a.m. Wow. Anyone who was booked to fly on the 8th felt it too. We were victims of a computer shutdown. The way I quickly explain it to people is this: no one was killed in this travel hostage situation, but it was close. There were so many extreme emotional moments of this situation that again I have a top ten list of my 24 hours of Delta travel on August 8th-9th, 2016.
We both were a bit teary. I have flown to China with less drama—slightly less! I still love how food and communication make or break a day. August 8-9 was no exception. Travel on and eat your best! Disclosure: I was not paid for any of this content; I’m just sharing my experience.