Yesterday, I flew out to Los Angeles from Chicago. The flight was on time and uneventful. I stayed at the Hyatt Regency and enjoyed the 2 p.m. late checkout. I took an Uber to a pizza place in Long Beach to position myself for a ride on the Blue Line, which would use the new connection to provide a one-seat ride to Union Station.
All of this worked out perfectly. I got to the metropolitan lounge at about 4:45. I had time for a much-enjoyed cold can of Coke. They started red cap boarding at about 5:15.
I saw two sleepers and forgot to count the coaches. There is a 430 and a 432 sleeper. Apparently no 431?
The scan is an older white lady who was professional. She seems to be new. She had a white board which she used to check off room numbers. She told me to go upstairs for room 14. I think she's a bit overwhelmed but will end up doing a good job.
All of this worked out perfectly. I got to the metropolitan lounge at about 4:45. I had time for a much-enjoyed cold can of Coke. They started red cap boarding at about 5:15.
I saw two sleepers and forgot to count the coaches. There is a 430 and a 432 sleeper. Apparently no 431?
The scan is an older white lady who was professional. She seems to be new. She had a white board which she used to check off room numbers. She told me to go upstairs for room 14. I think she's a bit overwhelmed but will end up doing a good job.
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