Sorry! I never posted about our last bit of our trip home. I will make it super fast because I want to write about my mom and her trip she left on today.
We got home mid March… the trip home was uneventful. We were a few days earlier than planned because of bad weather forecast in the passes. Garry wishes he was back in Mexico. I miss the weather but am glad to be home for awhile.
Now, on to Mom. She was a bit envious of the river cruise that Garry and I took last fall in Europe so she booked herself a river cruise in France and so today at a very spry 90 she is headed by herself over to Bordeaux to got on her ship.
The trip started out with the most amazing experience at SeaTac airport this morning. Mom was coming in to Seattle on an airport shuttle and it was going to get her in really early so I asked my sister Robin if she wanted to go the the airport with me and surprise Mom, help her check her baggage and spend a couple minutes with her then send her through security.
My sister and I headed to the airport with enough time to try to figure out where the shuttle would drop her off. After a few questions with different people we were just by the Delta check-in area when we saw her shuttle almost there. Perfect timing!! And boy was she surprised to see us!
We headed into the terminal and were trying to decide the best way to handle things because she needed a wheelchair for the airport. She is spry but at 90 and with her purse and carry-on the walk is often long and tiring. We were in a line for people needing extra things like that when a nice man from Delta came and plucked us out of the middle of the line. Literally… just said come with me. He inquired about the trip and on hearing she would need a wheelchair, he had one brought over asap and then took us and her documents to a different check-in, handled her check baggage and just has us wait with the nice lady who would push the wheelchair. This nice Delta man was surprised at Mom’s age, and also amazed she was born in Seattle and that Robin and I were, also. There are so many transplants that it is rare for a true Seattle-ite these days. We laughed and joked that he picked her from the line because he knew she was famous. She mentioned she was a secret agent. Not too sure if that is smart to say at an airport these days but it didn’t phase him… oh, and it is not true, as far as I know even though my brother-in-law Mario thinks it is.
We chatted and as she was given her boarding passes we mentioned we would go with her to Security and say our goodbyes. Nice Delta man said, why say goodbye there… Duh, silly man! Because we don’t have tickets. He said that you just have to know who to ask. I said very cleverly, “huh”? And then he said, “I am the one to ask. Give me your driver’s licenses and I will get you passes to go with your Mom to the gate.
According to our nice lady pushing the wheelchair that our nice Delta man was the Manager and he does this sometimes. And going with someone in a wheelchair is totally fun! We went through premier lines, to the front of all lines, and she just whizzed us through security so fast we couldn’t blink!
We were really glad of the wheelchair because Mom’s departure gate was clear at the end of A concourse so it was a looooong ways away. Robin and I were able spend another hour or so with her before we headed home. Even though Mom is traveling alone there are a few other Seattle people on the flight with her Travels With Alan group so knowing her she met some before even boarding the plane. And I can hardly wait to hear her adventures when I pick her up next Sunday back at Sea Tac.