This really has to be a imageless page as I took NO pictures in the last 24 hours, our time of arrival! As one might imagine, that was partly due to the high stress of the event!
Wife Kim is on this trip! We left home about 8:30 after she did a fair amount of shoveling as it had snowed all night, Not heavy but the plows were running. We drove to C&J, the local shuttle bus company to Boston Logan airport. They have a large facility with ample parking in Seabrook NH. I think our bus was about 9:20. Kim wanted to leave the wind shield wipers extended out from the car but found that that 1950s look was not possible to do on her new 2024 Kia. The wipers just do not extend that way.
We had our bags correctly labeled B1 under the bus and sat together way up front. Kim believes strongly that the bus policy of no talking on cell phones except when very necessary should extent to talking in general so you can imagen that our trip in was fairly silent or at least the conversation was one sided.
Our PC printing operation at home at 71 Atlantic is very catch as catch can. One is at the mercy of the printer whimsy. But Kim had succeeded in printing boarding passes and we started the TSA process. We could not see that a known traveler number was on the boarding pass but the screener at TSA saw it and stamped my pass with TSA approved, no shoes off. If you can believe we had the whole TSA line pretty much to ourselves. Had to take out the laptops and the belt but made it through really with ease.
We were quite worried about snow delays but Kim found our posted gate right away. There was no plane but another passenger assured us that his phone said that a plane was coming. We each got a sandwich from Starbucks across the corridor and waited. I made my usual trip to the counter as soon as someone was present to ask for an isle seat, n luck, and to present my case for not needing a wheel chair but being very slow. The woman assured me that I could board with the first group. Once the specials were called, I was front and center. Kim even decided to join me. A young Delta employee arrived to try to manage the crowd but the woman assured him that I was special and I procured permission to be accompanied by my able bodied wife. I am always worried when I show these strategies to Kim. She had a very heavy plastic sheet of leaves and saw that I could drive the Rav4 on the lawn to help with movement. Now she knows about my wheel chair avoidance.
We had separate seats. Kim was far forward in the middle and I was the last row in the middle. I was so happy that Kim had not insisted on paying more for a better seat. In my row, the isle was eventually occupied by a 6 year old young lady. She clearly looked on me with some alarm but her father assured her that he was just across the isle wrangling the two older sons.