The last two months have been great—only two airplane trips in early June and most of the time spent at home in Los Angeles with family and friends. Still, I have not been in Germany since March and boy do I miss it. Now the time has come to return to Frankfurt and I am very excited about it.
I’ll be flying on a bmi Diamond Club cash + points redemption with the transatlantic flight on US Airways (primarily to avoid a costly fuel surcharge on the award but also because US now has one of the leading business class seats in the skies and I have never tried it!). My routing will take me through Chicago and Philadelphia on United, then across the pond on US Airways to Munich, and finally a Lufthansa flight up to Frankfurt.
Sleep on the night before an award trip does not come easy—in fact, it rarely comes and last night was no exception. I procrastinate packing my bags and even with all the flights confirmed, there is always a lingering apprehension that something will go wrong.
Sure enough, though United never notified me (oh how I miss EasyUpdate…) I noticed just a short while ago (3am) that my 6:17a flight to Chicago was delayed 1.5 hrs, meaning I would misconnect in Chicago. I looked at various options, thinking about trying to get re-routed in full-fare business and upgrade to first class, but ultimately decided to play it safe. There was a 6:01a flight to Chicago with one first class seat open and I figured I did not want to risk getting to Germany a day later. With bmi now out of Star Alliance, had United sent me back to bmi to deal with the problem (which sadly isn’t far-fetched in the post-merger world), I would not have many options (“oh yes sir, we can get you on Virgin or BA—but it will cost you…”).
So I’m on my way to the airport, ready for a day of flying and maybe some bumps along the way, both figurative and literal. My flight to Chicago is now zeroed out.