Tuesday morning

Published on by rphbaker

I love waking up to texts from United.

The blog will be blamed for this

It’s not the prettiest morning here.

We now have more time to repack and get ready to go.

These are amazing
View of the hotel from our window
Still foggy
Plane driving over the road
Unfortunately this means the trip is officially coming to and end and it’s time to get back to work.
Please swift your key?
Time to run to dodge parakeet poop and rats the size of cats.
Run!!
We made it

The escalator to the tram we needed wasn’t working which left only the elevator. Greg assured me that all the escalators went to the same place despite the signs indicating otherwise.

He was wrong. Headed back up.
Linda and I took the stairs down. Carey and Greg waited for the elevator. Looks like we are gonna miss this tram.
Yep. Four minute wait

We made it to the airport and rather than doing self check bags Greg wanted special treatment.

He wanted to make sure we got priority tags on our bags in his defense.
Up the crazy moving sidewalks
All the crazy escalators
And more moving sidewalks
We have arrived at all the fancy stores. I could shop or I could eat in the lounge.
Lounge it is
He’s been here a while
Giving me Viking vibes
Individually wrapped sugar cubes
Everyone needs cookies for breakfast
And a beer with his ratatouille
Maybe I will take a shower

So the bathrooms were individual stalls with full doors that had sinks inside. I chose an unlocked door only to have it slammed in my face. Someone forgot to lock their door. How?

Down the fancy stairs to make our way to the gate
Our plane
The gate is a shit show
Obviously Mr. Baker and his 1K status got us through early.
Home sweet home for the next 7200 minutes according to the flight attendant.
Greg explaining all the things
Terrible selfie but who cares
Might as well have sparkling wine at 10am
Cheers

Taking off soon! Time to binge some Love is Blind.

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