Wednesday, March 11, 2009

CRS

I booked a flight to visit my parents earlier this week. For the return trip, I decided to diversify the risk of sitting next to someone who hated toddlers (or worse, had a toddler of their own.) I booked a flight with a connection in the midwest. The flight I chose had a connection through IAD, which looked good to me. I figured that Indianapolis was a small regional hub and I've always had great success flying through regional hubs like Minneapolis and Cleveland.

My father pointed out that IAD is actually Dulles International. I have no idea why I thought IAD was Indianapolis. I'm a pretty savvy traveler and have booked plenty of my own plane tickets, including flights to visit friends and relatives in DC. I blame it on parental dementia, or 'CRS' as my friend Andrea calls it (can't remember s%$#) I'm hoping I can change the flight, as flying through IAD introduces the worst of two worlds -- a long cross country flight AND a potential issue during the layover.

1 comment:

mluh said...

I sent you something today to survive the flight. It should arrive to your work address in a couple days. It is not a neck pillow. it is not drugs to knock out you or olivia. It is not a strait jacket for olivia. It is not a first class upgrade.