So I get off the phone with AA, very nice, but they have no idea where our bags are but the real catch is that the next flight into Anchorage is 2:30 today and 90 minutes to clear, so the soonest they might have our bags is 4:00 and that is if they can find them and verify where they are. The flight we were supposed to be on landed 246 minutes late, I guess being here is better than being with our bags in Chicago or somewhere else. The flight up is a long flight for non-stop, 6:45 and Lori and I were single file in the middle seats. I have some pretty interesting companions. A bishop for the Church of Christ in Alaska on one side and a retired fireman who was going to pump 2 and pump 3 to hunt caribou. He was so kind to point out that he was sitting in seat 13F flying on Friday the 13th. Lori on the other hand was a little less fortunate a stiff and a movie watcher, and she wouldn't even rub my head.
I guess we are headed to walmart so we can really look like tourists.
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