After 50 years of flying, we finally managed to accumulate enough miles to fly for free. My husband and I decided on California since my mother recently moved there with her husband. We even had left-over miles to cover our car rental minus ($60)we were short.
How cool is that? Pretty cool except that free tickets often mean flying all over the country before reaching your destination. Our itinerary was to fly from Boston to Miami (really?) to LAX to Monterey. But hey…at least our tickets were free.
We got up at 3:45 that morning, drove 1.5 hours east to the bus terminal ($44 round trip bus fare & $60 weekly parking fee) and rode the bus for 45 minutes to the airport. But hey…at least our tickets were free.
The airline we were flying is not one of the ones that lets you check in the first bag for free. Nope. ($50 for two bags).
While planning our trip, since –But hey…at least our tickets were free, I decided to splurge a bit and get a one day pass to all the Admiral Clubs ($99) at the 200 airports we would be stopping at. After all, what would we do during all those lay over hours?
Let me tell you, I am never waiting at a regular gate again! They had huge comfy chairs, complimentary drinks of the alcohol variety, immaculate bathrooms with FREE feminine products and mouthwash. Hello? Except that the food was not free and we had a ($40) lunch. But hey…at least our tickets were free.
When I travel, I always ask for wheelchair services (it‘s one of the perks of having RA) because it is exhausting to walk through airports. They wheel me to ticket counters, Admiral Clubs, gates and I get to board first. My hubby is always right there carrying all the heavy carry-ons…wishing he could sit on my lap. This time due to the many connections, he dished out about ($25) in tips to all my friendly wheelchair pushers. But hey…at least our tickets were free.
Our seats were the first ones behind first class. Lot’s of leg room to stretch my joints but within viewing, hearing and smelling distance to the royal treatment of the one percent in this country, chewing their filet mignons and sipping their champagne. Never mind that I was freezing but no blankets were available to us commoners. But hey…at least our tickets were free.
After landing at our final destination at 1:00 am our time, we picked up our rental car but not before dishing out an additional ($70) in special insurance which covers the cost of loss revenue to the rental company in the event that we crash the car and they can’t rent it while being repaired. Really?
In conclusion, we hadn’t even arrived at my mom’s house and we had already spent ($400).
But hey…at least our tickets were free.
Stay tuned for more adventures including me getting “picked up” while at The Mission Ranch.