Wheels Up! 9/25/18

Outside SluggersOn the road again.  Well, at the airport again, but you know what I mean. As we checked in to our flight early on Tuesday morning, the kiosk informed us that the flight was overbooked and to see the gate attendant if we were interested in volunteering to give up our seat.

Now normally, that sort of thing wouldn’t be of interest to us, but today was our travel day anyways.  We did have $20 bleacher seats at Wrigley for the 7 pm game, but we also had tickets to a second game later in the week so if the offer was enticing enough and we could get to Chicago at a semi reasonable hour, we could be persuaded.  When Brent first inquired about giving up our seats, the offer from Delta was a $400 voucher and they could get us into Chicago by 11:30 pm.  Obviously, we’d miss the game that night, but a couple of extra hours waiting for $400 was no joke. He came back to our seats and we mulled our options. 

To further muddy things (pun intended), it was supposed to rain with possible thunder storms all night in Chicago, so the game itself could be cancelled.

With all of that in front of us, we decided to volunteer as tribute.  We went back up to the desk and generously offered up our seats out of the kindness of our hearts.  The lady informed us that the offer had risen in the last few minutes and we would now receive a $500 voucher.  And not a Delta voucher, but a Visa gift card!  We charitably accepted the offer and thought we had just struck gold!  Then she informed us that we were numbers 6 and 7 on the list and that they would need all of the overbooked passengers to actually show up in order for them to need our seats.

We started the trip off on the wild side.  It was an intense boarding process as every passenger could be the difference of us boarding or not.  Would be make it to Chicago?  Would we have $500 each in our pockets?  Would we have to hang out in the airport for 6 more hours?

On the people went and when it came down it, they didn’t need our seats.  We were pretty bummed and had to board like normal non-generous people.

We flew into Minneapolis and had 30 minutes to run across the airport to our connecting flight to Chicago.  All went well and we made it on the flight.  On the hour+ Uber ride (the traffic in Chicago is terrible.  And that’s saying something coming from Californians) from the airport to our Airbnb it poured most of the time.  Then the thunder and lightning started.  The outlook for the game was getting bleaker by the second.

We checked into our room with sweet, old Carin (who is fluent in Dutch and German and is a great host if your ever in the Upper Side and looking for a place to stay) and headed up to Wrigley.

Chicago Airbnb

The game was in a rain delay so we went across the street to Sluggers Bar and marveled at the fact that we had finally made it and were sitting 100 yards from a place that we had both dreamed of our entire lives!  About three beers each and an hour later then game began and we headed over to partake in the wonder and glory that is Wrigley Field…

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