Portland & LA
Updated: Nov 13, 2018
At the last minute, we cancelled our shuttle ride to the air and took up Colleen (our neighbour) on her offer of a ride to the airport. Three and a half hours later, we were in LAX, all bags collected from the Alaska carousel and hiking over to the International terminal. Looking good so far.
Even flown internationally? Why is it that the international terminal at just about any major airport seems to be run to a completely different set of rules than the domestic? As we wandered through the hall, looking for the Qantas desks, we just had the sinking feeling that the longest lines in the building were going to be ours. And they were! Two hours later, we’ve finally checked in - 390 passengers and only one agent for our flight!
So, we waste an hour or so in the bar, idling watching the huge departure boards slowly whittle their way down to our flight. We play the little mind games, like "what’s the most exciting destination on the board"? After years of mundane trips to Newark, Spokane and Denver, we’re pleasantly surprised to discover that we are going to the most idyllic location listed – Nadi, the main hub for the Fijian islands.
Finally, we all crowd onto the plane, a 747-400. Big. Very big.