THE TAXI TO TICKETS – OH NO!!!
Didn’t have to wait very long for a taxi to come by, so we piled our bags in the trunk and hopped in. “JFK sir, American Airlines terminal”. There was a lot of traffic on 1st Avenue as we made our way to the FDR drive but our driver knew we were in a hurry (probably when he heard me in a high-pitched voice) say over and over again “OMG we are not going to get there on time”. We were cruising along the Van Wyck Expressway when I received a text from my friend, Rosemarie asking me if I had my tickets and passport. LOL – I wrote back to her in Italian that I had “i begligetti, il passporto e mid marito” – which translates to “the tickets, the passport and my husband.
We were about 15 minutes away from JFK and Peter and I were talking about taking photos and I told him I planned on using my iPad. “MY iPAD! OMG I forgot to take my iPad :(. OH NO! I forgot all the folders too” Peter says, “What do you mean you forgot the folders”? ” I mean the folders with all of the information I need AND the airline tickets! 😦 . From that point on I was a total madwoman, I must have gone through my handbag 5 times and of course they were not in there. I already knew that. I’m frantically grasping at solutions. 1) let’s call an Uber car and have them bring me the iPad and folders and meet us at the airport. N/G we would have to check in before the car could make it through the rush hour traffic. 2) What if I ask Jade to take the stuff to FEDEX and have it sent to the B&B. N/G I called FEDEX and found out it would cost around $600 to send an iPad. 3) I call Jade and ask her if she can to Manhattan Mailroom and have them fax the paperwork to the B&B, she says yes she can now that she has located the folders in the kitchen!!?? N/G In order to fax, I need a fax number. I hastily attempt to reach Pasquale through WhatsApp under the title URGENT. He writes back saying why don’t I scan them and send to him through WhatsApp. WHY? Because I don’t have a scanner and Jade who is at my apartment doesn’t have WhatsApp!! Pasquale sends me a phone number but never says whether it is a fax or not. I call Jade and give her the number, the store tries but it won’t go through. I write to Pasquale again and he reminds me that is very late there and the office is closed! 4) I have an email from my cousin Kathi with some of the documents. N/G That’s not going to work since I don’t have a printer. 5) I ask the taxi driver if he thought a taxi would take the stuff to the airport N/G Being worked up to frenzy is probably the reason why I a) forgot we had to check in and b) the taxi would never make it now that is was full blown rush hour traffic. A few more calls back and forth with Jade and I finally say Thank You and resign myself to NO iPad, NO documents and NO Airline tickets. Peter remains calm as I have gone from upset to crazy-mad – Naturally.

We’re Here
The driver drops us off at the American Airlines terminal and out of guilt and embarrassment I give him a good tip! We go into the airport and the American Airlines counter are NOWHERE to be seen. I am sweating because I’m still the aforementioned frenzied, wearing a jacket and long sleeve shirt because I’m sure the plane will be cold. I find someone with a dangling badge and she points to the far other end of the terminal and says that’s where the American Airlines check-ins are located. When we finally reach the area, it is a madhouse of people, suitcases and check-in kiosks that have a line of impatient passengers waiting.

Where’s My Boarding Pass?
We’re planning on checking in two bags and carrying on two. After a while I get to a kiosk that’s working and begin to fumble around in my bag for a credit card to try to login and get the required check-in stickers. Seriously I must have answered about 10 questions and after each answer the screen told me to wait while they processed my transaction. Got ’em! We get in line behind a woman who is literally standing 15′ back from the counter and there is one guy up there and he is futzing with his bags and shaking his head no and the American Airline clerk is also shaking her head – you just know this isn’t going to go well. The clerk leaves her counter and is assisting the young man with the kiosk!! The woman in front of us stands patiently. THEN, the American Airlines person walks away and does not return to the counter. I tell Peter to wait in line and I’ll go after her, but she disappears into the crowd. When I return, Peter is already in another line and he is up at the counter. He’s waving me to hurry and when I get there he says, “She needs the Boarding Passes”. WHAT Boarding Passes? OMG I never got them from the kiosk. I race back to the kiosks and you know what they say, “they all look alike”. I can’t remember where we were so I start reaching in front of people and looking into the trays. I don’t find them but I found someone else’s. Back to the counter and the woman tells me I can go through the process again on the kiosk get 2 more Boarding Passes – REALLY? Why didn’t she say so in the first place?
After all that we’ve been through, it was a pleasure to board the plane even though our seats were way in the back which meant negotiating business class, then the first economy section, then to the back, literally. When I booked the tickets I knew we each had an aisle seat but I thought they would be across from one another – NOT! My seat was a double and Peter was 2 rows in front of me in a triple on the aisle. I planned on asking my seat mate if he or she wanted Peter’s aisle seat so he could sit with me. Well, as it turned out, my seat mate turned out to be a young woman with her husband and she wasn’t too happy that he would be sitting behind her next to a very good-looking Italian man. I decided to take charge and see if I could negotiate a settlement. I politely ask this man (in Italian) if he spoke English and as he did, would he mind switching the seats with my husband who will switch seats with the young woman and then everybody will be happy. He smiles a most charming smile and says he will.
to be continued…
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