Now it seems so long ago but it was only Monday, January 11th, almost two weeks ago that I met Pat in Philly for our American Airlines flight to Los Angeles. The flight took off at about 1:30 PM in the afternoon, depositing us six hours later in Los Angeles just in time for darkness to descend and rush hour. What was I thinking? I think what I was thinking was that I didn't want to get up real early in the morning like I did last year in order to avoid the maddening crowd at the airport. Guess what folks? Anytime of day there is a maddening crowd at the airport.
Our flight was about a half an hour late in take off but we made up that time. The flight was totally full. Since Pat and I don't travel first class nor are we any kind of priority flyers, we had to wait almost to the end to board the plane. While we were waiting we were getting constant warnings that the flight was "fully booked" and we may not be able to put our carry on luggage in the overhead bins. Oh great. Just what I like, going to baggage pickup at the end of the flight, praying that my luggage isn't lost. The woman announced that there would be no charge if we decided to check in our luggage. I was worried that I wouldn't have room so, against my better instincts I checked my luggage in. And wouldn't you know it when I got to my seat, there was room in the overhead bin! Great!
Oh, by the way. To back up a bit here, I had a
At least when I was about to be patted down (all body) the TSA grunt asked me "Do you want to do this in private or here?" I said "Here". What do I care? I've had the prostate biopsy and kidney stones. I've been catheterized by strangers. I can no longer be humiliated. I have no privacy anymore. They already have a full body scan X-ray of my body. So getting on the plane I felt thoroughly violated and disrespected, which I was. Welcome to the modern age of travel Ron.
The flight was long an uneventful (thank goodness). And as I said we arrived just at dusk (good timing Ron). Then it was off to the baggage claim area to pick up my carryon which did not to be checked in after all.
Thank goodness my carryon bag did appear and we were off in the twilight of the Los Angeles early evening to catch the Enterprise Shuttle bus to Enterprise car rental. Our experience at Enterprise was 100% better than our experience with American Airlines (stuffed in the plane for six hours like sausages and the TSA body violations). This is the second time we have used the Enterprise car rental in Los Angeles and we continue (especially me) to be impressed.
Pat does the driving, being the excellent driver that he is (and I'm not). My main concern is that I have enough leg room. We checked out a Hyundai. I had enough leg room so we rented it and were off into the Los Angeles rush hour night in search of a place to get sneakers for Pat. More about that later in this post.
It wasn't too long until I realized I made a mistake with this Hyundai. I had enough leg room but I felt like I was sitting on the floor, which actually I was. Plus, there was a gap in the seat where the small of my back fit into the seat. So here we were, driving around in the darkening evening hours of LA, looking for a Wal Mart or something like that to buy sneakers for Pat. Pat always wears sandals. We had an 8:30 am appointment the next morning to appear on "The Price is Right" TV show. One of the instructions was NO SANDALS. I guess they are afraid that if someone runs and jumps up on the stage when called to "Come on down!" they're going to fall flat on their face. So off into the night to look for sneakers for Pat.
It didn't take too long to realize that this trip was beginning badly. Here we are, trying to find our way around LA at rush hour, in the dark, with my iPhone GPS working overtime, looking for a place to buy sneakers. And my back is killing me because of our rental car that had me sitting practically on the ground. Every time we stopped someplace and got out, I had to practically roll myself out of the car like the arthritic old man that I am.
Finally we found Marshall's (which Pat never heard of, "They sell sneakers?" he asked). We found the sneakers ($30). They passed Pat's "cool test" and we were off into the night to check into our bed and breakfast accommodations.
But first we had to eat. And where to eat? Of course the Veggie Grill at 8000 Sunset, right in the heart of West Hollywood, across the street from the Chateau Marmot and the Laugh Factory (Kevin Nealon appearing).
|Pat standing line at the Veggie Grill - we love the Veggie Grill!|
|Pat and I enjoying a vegan meal with nary an iceberg lettuce leaf in sight - lentil soup, Yukon fries, and Bombay Bowl of goodies|
But for all the hassle in getting to LA, we were now here. All we had to do was check into our bed and breakfast, have a good night's sleep and get ready for the next ordeal, appearing on "The Price is Right" the next morning at 8:30 am. And what an ordeal (five hours) that was folks. That I will tell you all about in excruciating detail in my next blog posting. You have been forewarned.