The Disappointing D

Tahoe was awesome. Coming back from Tahoe is another story. Yes, it was the Sunday after a big holiday weekend. Yes, we were dumb for trying it.

And Yes, the D was stupid for making capacity cuts the day before. Stranding not only me, Danielle, and John, but hundreds and hundreds of other people. In every city.

It was ridiculous. Instead of making bank on one of the busiest travel days, the big D had to give out vouchers to everyone and their brother. So, not bank... in fact, the very opposite.

Not to mention the huge baggage mess that awaited everyone when they finally made it to Hotlanta. Piles and piles everywhere. And if you didn't happen to see your bag on top of one of the luggage mountains? Well, then the D "couldn't help you." So, instead of using some sort of organization, the D would rather pay even more money to ship the bags to wherever they needed to go.

So thrilled that we bust our butts to make sure that planes work when they're supposed to and leave on time just to have someone mess up the forecast, leave half the people in the wrong city, then proceed to hold their bags hostage.

Awesome. I'm so thrilled with the D... and I haven't even started contemplating the changes on the horizon.