Departure day started out with good news - namely that the
paperwork for importing our cats had come through. While printing it, the
manager of our hotel noticed that it was from India and commented that that was
his country! He was delighted when he learned we were going to Chennai, since
he has family there. It’s interesting, everyone from India that I've spoken to
about my posting has immediately said something to the effect of “you’re going
to have a great time.” Of course, they've also invariably then said some
variant of “It’s really hot there.”
Anyway, when booking our hotels we’d slightly miscalculated the
time it would take me to go home to pick up the cats, so we ended up all going.
This ended up not being a bad thing, because we had some last minute repacking
to make sure all our bags were underweight (Psh, we had like 25 lbs. to spare!).
I mowed the lawn for the last time in what I assume will be a long time, we
packed up the cats, and started our 24+ hours of travel.
Things kind of stopped going our way when we arrived at
Dulles. We had tried to check in for our flight at the hotel, but the online
system had tripped up due to our pets. The result was that my son was checked in…
and my wife and I were not. It took about 6 people and 30 minutes for us to
get checked in, and even then it was sans boarding passes. We’d have to pick up
those at the gate. Of course, if this was the worst thing that happened to us,
I’d say it was a great flight. Unfortunately, it wasn't quite that simple.
Our first flights tickets had us sitting separately.
Technically, it had my 2 year old sitting by himself… but that didn't seem like
a good idea. Fortunately, the singleton seat was an aisle, and we were able to
trade a center aisle middle seat for it. The man came to take his seat, which
my wife was in, and was perfectly happy to get a better seat (albeit further
back in the plane) without the adjacent small child, go figure! The flight to
Frankfurt was pretty easy, though our son didn't really sleep at all, which is
unfortunate on a red eye. The cats seemed content enough, though I did put them
on my lap (in the carrier) for a while to pet them.
Frankfurt is where things got interesting! We arrived at the
gate to pick up our boarding passes (keep in mind, the tickets I’d gotten from
Travel included seat numbers), where we were informed that the flight was
overbooked and we’d have to wait until they could find people to bump to
another flight. Hooray… We heard them offer to bump people on the intercom (to
a flight that arrived at 8am instead of midnight and included a 600 Euro airline
voucher, not bad!), but weren't called up to pick up our boarding passes until
everyone else on the plane had boarded. Then they had to clear our cat
paperwork, which took a bit of time. They’re very sensitive to not letting
people bring animals that aren't pre-approved, because they (Lufthansa) have to
foot the bill for the return flight if the animal is denied entry.
Anyway, the flight ended up having 20 no-shows, so the
overbooking was moot. We were even ticketed 3 adjacent seats. The cats were a
little more stressed out this flight. Side note on cats: while walking around
(or sitting and waiting) at the airport, the cats would periodically make their
plight of being in a carrier known to everyone within earshot. I had expected
that to be a mild annoyance to people in the vicinity, but it actually appeared
to have the opposite effect. We were regularly complimented on how pretty our
cats are, and many people said they wish they could bring their (or just have a)
cat. It was kind of funny walking around with the cats meowing, because people
would look around a few times… then spot them and say something like, “I
THOUGHT I heard a CAT!”
This post is getting really long, so I better wrap it up.
The flight was fine even though the movie selection was much more limited than
the previous one. Between the two flights, we both managed to watch “The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel” which is set in India and had been recommended to us. It was a
cute movie and we both enjoyed it. One final parting thought: Why do they serve
breakfast burritos near the end of the FRA-MAA flight, when it lands at
midnight?
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