Well, THAT Sorta Sucks
After a pretty good rest on our overnight flight, we arrived in Munich. Our connection to Brussels was tight, but all the internet forums crowed about how streamlined and easy Munich airport is. And it is! SOOOOOOO easy. Our connection gate was a quick walk away - no one was in line at passport control, and our gate was one floor down...as long as you weren't distracted by the duty free siren song - this was a cinch.
Then the wheels came off.
Our connecting flight was on a commuter airplane that was parked out in the pasture. We had to take a shuttle, walk up the kind of stairs that are connected to the plane (not a jet way or Home Depot ladder-type of affair), and then duck to walk down the aisle to our seats. A Barbie and Ken plane.
Still not terrible, but Barbie and Ken didn't manage to get our bags out to the pasture and in the hold. Heavy sigh. We talked to the baggage service people who were very apologetic. We filled out the appropriate forms. And now, fingers crossed, they will deliver the bags to our apartment in Brugge before 10pm. It's 6:13 and our bags have finally arrived in Brussels.
Still, this isn't terrible. They're going to be same-day delivered...try to get United to do that. Joe and I both have an extra set of clothes in our carry-ons (important safety tip). We had time to wander around the neighborhood.
Then the wheels came off.
Our connecting flight was on a commuter airplane that was parked out in the pasture. We had to take a shuttle, walk up the kind of stairs that are connected to the plane (not a jet way or Home Depot ladder-type of affair), and then duck to walk down the aisle to our seats. A Barbie and Ken plane.
Still not terrible, but Barbie and Ken didn't manage to get our bags out to the pasture and in the hold. Heavy sigh. We talked to the baggage service people who were very apologetic. We filled out the appropriate forms. And now, fingers crossed, they will deliver the bags to our apartment in Brugge before 10pm. It's 6:13 and our bags have finally arrived in Brussels.
Still, this isn't terrible. They're going to be same-day delivered...try to get United to do that. Joe and I both have an extra set of clothes in our carry-ons (important safety tip). We had time to wander around the neighborhood.
We had a lovely dinner and a beer.
The terrible part? We now have to make ourselves stay awake until they get here. And I am NOT awake. I am the opposite of awake. I can't even see awake. Awake is a dot to me.
So it's' not complete suckage. But it sorta sucks.
Tomorrow is another day!
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