Like the thread title says, what is your worst airport travel experience?
On the way back from Puerto Vallarta Monday, I was the only person in my family who was unable to check in for my Delta flight 24 hours ahead of time (the Delta app is terrible... by the way). So, we get to the airport early, and we find out I've been randomly selected for the dreaded SSSS designation which means (yay) my TSA pre-check won't be active on any of the flights AND I get the 'privilege' of submitting for a pre-boarding inspection before I leave Mexico. Of course, they don't tell me any of this until I actually get to the airport.
I mean, I spent hundreds of dollars on applications and travel expenses to get a Global Entry card, but, I digress...
I then ended up being forced to check my carry-on to leave Mexico (even though half the bins were empty), followed by sitting in the last row of the plane by the bathrooms (which is the worst) while my family sat near the front, all while a 6-month old child screamed for 3 1/2 hours.
About the only good things that happened were a) my global entry card did at least get me through customs in five minutes and b) a Delta employee on our flight to Omaha noticed I was the only person in my group (yet again) shoved at the back of the plane and they moved me next to my wife since there were open seats.
On the way back from Puerto Vallarta Monday, I was the only person in my family who was unable to check in for my Delta flight 24 hours ahead of time (the Delta app is terrible... by the way). So, we get to the airport early, and we find out I've been randomly selected for the dreaded SSSS designation which means (yay) my TSA pre-check won't be active on any of the flights AND I get the 'privilege' of submitting for a pre-boarding inspection before I leave Mexico. Of course, they don't tell me any of this until I actually get to the airport.
I mean, I spent hundreds of dollars on applications and travel expenses to get a Global Entry card, but, I digress...
I then ended up being forced to check my carry-on to leave Mexico (even though half the bins were empty), followed by sitting in the last row of the plane by the bathrooms (which is the worst) while my family sat near the front, all while a 6-month old child screamed for 3 1/2 hours.
About the only good things that happened were a) my global entry card did at least get me through customs in five minutes and b) a Delta employee on our flight to Omaha noticed I was the only person in my group (yet again) shoved at the back of the plane and they moved me next to my wife since there were open seats.
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