An interesting journey home from Barcelona

While I’ll have more details on my trip to Barcelona in a few days when I post the trip report, I do have a few comical/sad/ridiculous things I feel the need to mention now:

  • I nearly lost it while checking in at Barcelona Airport. The pretty but demeaning 20-something year old American contract worker that checked me in asked me how many bags I was going to check in. I said “none,” and then she looked at my bag with pure horror. Before she had the chance to object I said “it’s a standard carry-on,” to which she responded “that’s much larger than the standard size.” I responded with “it’s a 22 inch that hasn’t given me any trouble for the past 200,000 miles on American.” At this point she looked over at her colleague, rolled her eyes, mocked me for suggesting it was a standard size, and then began talking with her colleague in Spanish as if I wasn’t standing there, including the use of “muy grande.” After a minute she was informed by her colleague that I was in business class, and said “oh, business class, well that’s completely different.”
  • Aboard the flight from Barcelona to New York I talked to one of the flight attendants about American cutting the New York to Budapest flight. It goes without saying that this had something to do with Malev shutting down shop. While I often disagree with management cutting routes (as was the case with Chicago to Delhi), I loved this lady’s reasoning for why American shouldn’t cut the route – “who’s going to fly the poor people now?” Ah, yes, American’s obligation is to fly the “poor people” of Hungary. Good business model.
  • I’ll leave out the commentary, or maybe you guys can guess, but the flight attendant on my flight from Barcelona to New York got one of these from me (pardon my chicken scratch, this is the first thing I’ve written by hand in months):

And now, after flying over 40,000 butt-in-seat miles over the past two weeks, I’m beat. W Bed at home, here I come.

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Ing Guest

@ lucky -- I didn't get a Jersey feel from her, but could be wrong. She was working the counter position closest to the terminal door and was one of the two who opened the desk at around 7:30 A.M. I didn't see any other potential-Snooki types around :) You must have done something to crank her off... ;-)

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@ Ing -- I suspect we had the same agent? Younger wannabe Snooki that spoke flawless "American/New Jersey" English? Yeah, she definitely wasn't nice to me...

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aviatorzz Guest

I was. We had quite the experience leaving JFK due to the snow/ice that hit. Even though we had some awesome tailwinds, we still didn't make up any time.

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Ing Guest

I just flew home from BCN on the 9th, and as a coach passenger flying on miles but checking a bag and got absolutely no crap from the desk agent or anyone else in BCN. The agent who assisted me spoke excellent "American" English and was very helpful. My trip was BCN-JFK-ORD-TVC with an overnight in Chicago (I suffered for that reduced mileage award) and the problems with this trip started in the states at JFK. Here is where the story gets long but my wounds are fresh. Arriving at the Immigration lines at 2, I noticed that there were only two desks for dealing with US citizens and one was closing up at two. The woman directing the gigantic line to the smaller lines said, when my mom asked "Why is that one closing?," his day is over and he must go home. I asked where the next guy was and she said the shift is 6-2 and this guy had to leave, and the next shift is 4-12. Whoever said "You can't go home again" must have been waiting at JFK between 2 and 4 in the afternoon. But the problems with American started the next day, after the Chicago overnight, when delays, cancellations, and clumsy management of the weather issues resulted in my hour-long 11:15 AM flight to TVC becoming an 11:00 PM flight, with no clear time designated to leave the airport for those 12+ hours.

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@ aviatorzz -- I left Thursday morning, so sounds like I just missed you. Were you on the late inbound from JFK?

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