I had a flight scheduled from Miami to L.A. at 7:05am Tuesday morning. I set my alarm for 5:15am. I woke up on time, but I only had about 2 hours of sleep, so I fell asleep again. I woke up 30 minutes later. I thought the ride to the airport would only be about 30 minutes tops, but by the time the Uber arrived it was a 40 minute ride to the airport!
So Uber shows up at 6:05, it’s a 40 minute ride to the airport, and my flight leaves at 7:05. That leaves me 20 minutes to walk through the doors, find my terminal, get through security, find my gate and board the plane. I never check bags, so I didn’t have to worry about that.
We got onto the expressway, and almost immediately encountered morning traffic. My reaction was “I’m not going to get worked up. If I don’t make it, I wasn’t meant to”. So I proceeded to write the last blog I wrote titled “A Short Story About Preparation” (kind of ironic). While I was in the car I decided to look at my ticket again to make sure my flight departed at 7:05. It did. Then I noticed a red note at the bottom of the boarding pass which said “gate closes 10 minutes before departure”. Fantastic 🙄
When we got to the airport my mind turned into a honing device. I was dropped off at 6:45 one terminal away from where I needed to be, so I had to walk one terminal over. I got through security and into the terminal leading to the gates. When I looked up I was in front of gate D26, but my flight was through D38! I looked at my watch, 6:54am.
I started walking very quickly knowing very well I would never make it on foot even if I ran. “I need one of those guys in a motorized cart”. I looked around and saw two idle carts sitting along the wall. For a second I thought “what if I just took one?” Before I could even laugh about it, I saw an airport staff member driving one in my direction. “Excuse me! Can you take me to gate D38?”
“Let’s go they’re already boarding!” he said. I jumped on, and he made a U turn. “Excuse us, beep beep, coming through!” we yelled as we shuttled down the terminal. We finally arrived at D38, and it was totally empty! Not even anyone behind the counter. I got off, and ran by the computer where they usually scan your ticket, but the gate to the plane was closed.
I walked back to the waiting area thinking “wow the first time I ever miss a plane in my life. Now what am I gonna do?” Before I could come up with an answer, I saw the gate doors slide open, and a staff member walked through it. I grabbed my bag and ran over “Hi!” I said with a pleading tone. “Mr Cruz?” the lady asked unamused. “Yes!”
“Come on, I don’t know if we can get you on, but we’ll try”. She printed something out then we hurried over to the gate. She punched in her code, the doors slid open and we rushed down the ramp. “Wait here” she said when we arrived at the airplane door.
The attendants were tagging suitcases and passing them down to be stored underneath the plane because there wasn’t enough room in the overhead. By the time they finished, the lady who let me in said “come on” and I boarded the plane at 7:00am!
I found my seat, put the finishing touches to my article and clicked “publish”.
-This is Life in the Leap