Plan B

For the second time in less than a week, I find myself in a Presidential Club at an airport. Last week it was Chicago — I was en route to Houston.  This time it is in Houston — I am en route to New York (more on that in a bit).  Last week I couldn’t find an electrical outlet at the airport and delays made for zoo-like conditions in the terminals.  At wit’s end, I bought a day pass to Heaven — the President’s Club.  It was worth every penny.  I had outlets, snacks, booze, other drinks, bathrooms, computers and…zen.  Fast-forward six days, I am in Houston.  No outlets, seats or zen at the terminal. That + a 3 hour delay really pushed me over my limit.  So, I caved.  Plan B was initiated and I acted quickly. $450.00 later…I purchased a membership to the Club.  You may think I am lazy, irresponsible and intolerant, and that may be fair…some of the time.  However, I am justifying this purchase based on my travel schedule and general intolerance of people changing their babies at the terminal, walking over discarded food, the smell of fried food and smoke, and my need to constantly charge my laptop and Blackberry.  High-maintenance? Maybe.  Feeling Zen in the Club? Oh yeah, baby!

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2 thoughts on “Plan B

  1. Shundea says:

    Of course I had to read this twice (more like four times)! All the flipping bathrooms in an airport,who changes a baby in a terminal?? I know some mothers pride themselves on the speed and balance it takes to change a baby one handed in her lap but the risk isn’t worth it when you have an option.

    After living vicariously through my best friend as she traveled for work, I can say you are completely justified. You made it longer that she did. She caved after the first month. Sitting in the Detroit airport broke her resolve in 20 minutes!!

    • MCA says:

      Thanks, girl. Traveling is cool until people start acting stupid. And, for the record, I have seen more women changing babies in terminals than changing them in bathrooms. I don’t know what is up with that because it is not like these flights were about to take off. Maybe when I have kids I will be a terminal changer too. NOT!

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