logan (again).
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The
wife and I flew out of Fast-forward
a week. We arrive back at Logan forty-five
minutes late due to weather, then have to wait another thirty minutes
for our
bags to show up at the baggage claim. We
lug everything outside, just in time to see a bus labeled “#88 Economy Thirty-five
minutes go by. Finally,
the #88 appears again. (This is at 8:30
pm on a Saturday.) I am pretty sure this
is the same bus we saw disappearing when we first came out of the
terminal; his
loop can’t possibly take more than thirty-five minutes.
We get on. We are at terminal
A, so we have to wait while the bus
stops at
terminals B, C/D, and E, picking up more people at each one. Some of the people get off at the E parking
lot, and then after a long ride out to Economy Lot 2 the rest of them
get off. At this point we are the last
people on the
bus, and the driver looks at us and asks where we are parked. We tell him “Economy Lot 3,” and he replies
“You want the #66 bus. This bus doesn’t
go to Economy Lot 3.” What? I
am already pretty sure there is no bus #66 tonight, and there sure
isn’t a bus
#44. If there is a #66, just how long
were we supposed to wait around hoping it would show up? I
am guessing that what the sign should have said was that the #88 bus
goes to
Economy Lot 3 only when no other busses are running, i.e., in the dead
of
night. Or maybe the sign was just
wrong. Or maybe the driver was wrong,
but you would think he would know. To
his credit, the driver took us to Economy Lot 3 without grumbling too
much. So, a full hour and a half after
we got off the plane, we got in our car for the ride home. All
to save $13 a day. You know, this never
happened at Hartsfield. |