Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Honeymoon Travel From Hell - Part 2

Continued from Part One...

So, we arrived at Pearson airport with just enough time for me to find the parking lot washroom. Thank the gods that we got a spot so close or the honeymoon would have started out really shitty. I mean... like, REALLY SHITTY.

We ran through the airport trying to find our check in location. The New Husband had Air Canada "Elite" status, which allowed us into the slightly faster line-up, but behind other "Elite" people. Then, if a "Super Elite" person comes along, they jump the entire line. And they kept coming.

I couldn't hold back the silent tears any more and started to sob in the airport, against my better judgement.

The guy in front of us asked if we were in a hurry, and he let us pass. Thank you Nice Guy.

We then spent another 15-20 minutes trying to check in at the desk, unsure if we were really ON the flight or on stand-by... The Toronto Air Canada employee knew something was amiss in our file, but said we would have to sort it out once we arrived in London.

She somehow cancelled something and then had to place us BACK on the outbound flight. A very stressful 5 minute period of potentially losing seats to other people with higher status on stand-by. (She could have saved us SO MUCH HEADACHE, had she just told us that our new flights didn't connect, but she evidently couldn't be bothered  to take the time to help us...)

We made it through security, with tears streaming down my face (probably looking guilty of something, simply because my anxiety level was so high).

We cleared security and ran towards the gate.

But, we stopped in briefly to the Air Canada Lounge (The New Husband always has access with his Air Canada Elite status), to see if THOSE employees could tell us what our ticket showed, if we still had connecting flights, and what flight we were booked on for the way home, in case that was changed and no one bothered to tell us.

The employees at the desk all made strange faces and pointed to the monitor (that we couldn't see), yet wouldn't take a minute to tell us that part of our flight HAD INDEED been cancelled, and that our connecting flights were scheduled in such a way that they NEVER F_CKING connected.

Thanks Air Canada.

The guy's advice at the desk? "Just try checking in online for your Sri Lankan air flights" with a smirk.

The New Husband tried quickly in the business centre there, but alas, our reservation was not found.

Just fan-f_cking-tastic.

At least we were on the flight to London, right? Yes, that part was good.
Before boarding, I called my mom in tears, not sure if we had connecting flights once we arrived in London.

Extra-super-awesome bonus? Because we were slapped onto this flight last minute, I was screwed for my special meal requirements, AKA, I had nothing to eat. The Air Canada flight attendant said, and I quote:

"I can't afford to just give you it, but you can buy the bean salad I brought with me."

Ummm. No thanks. (I also wondered if she accepted a credit card swipe down her butt for said salad... or if she knew my mom's old saying to "never take bean salad from a stranger??!?").

And longer flights like these don't offer food for sale, so I was royally screwed. And not in the fun honeymoon kind of way. Screwed, stressed and hungry.

So off we went in the skies, not knowing what would await us at Heathrow Airport...

More to follow...

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  1. And I thought American Airlines (the company, not all airlines in America)sucked! WOW! NEVER going to book through Air Canada.

  2. Unbelievable treatment by that airline! When I started flying with my cousin, she told me to always have food in my purse or you starve.

  3. hugs sweetie hope you have a great thanksgiving

  4. You should sue. OMG Ass. Holes.

  5. this just makes me more confident that i will never fly anywhere that requires a passport. the 2.5-3 hour flight between orlando and new york is enough.

  6. I don't even... What do you... HOLY FUCK THOSE PEOPLE NEED A GOOD BEATING. Seriously.

  7. This isn't getting better yet. I was hoping for that tropical cocktail not bean salad for sale.

    You poor love. What a nightmare

  8. I'm pretty sure at this point I would've shanked the flight attendant that offered to let me buy her bean salad.

    WTF is wrong with people?

    I certainly hope that this story ends with you filing lots of complaints and getting all sorts of free stuff AND your money back.

    My heart goes out to you! Nobody should have a bad honeymoon!

    Hope you're having a good weekend!


  9. Wow. Just wow. I hope you wrote a letter to the head of the company or some other overpayed person.


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