I’m now in Detroit! It seems like a beautiful, clean and fun city. After getting to the airport, I was guided by NWA to take another flight to Charlotte, NC. I told them my flight was to Seattle and I need to be in Seattle. They assured me, my ticket was for Charlotte and that I really want to go there. If I wanted to make a 2 hour drive and see the Duke campus, maybe I’d consider flying to NC. I was pretty confident I wanted to be in Seattle. After some phone/CSR/customer ménage-a-trois, where I have to deal with a physical agent and an over-the-phone agent at the same time, they tell me they may be able to fit me on their next flight to Seattle. Maybe. I am on standby, as we speak, sitting at the terminal, holding a ticket that may get me on a plane.
I do know one thing that is for sure: If I actually make this flight, somebody else will be blogging about missing their flight and being screwed over, once again, by NWA.