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About 'airport in ft myers florida'|Florida Everglades DXpedition







About 'airport in ft myers florida'|Florida Everglades DXpedition








               As               a               hospitality               industry               trainer,               I've               often               said               there's               no               such               thing               as               difficult               guests;               just               nice               people               going               through               rough               spots               in               life.

Here               is               a               true               story               of               how               I               learned               this               personally               not               so               long               ago...
               It               was               early               morning;               too               early.

Yet               after               only               90               minutes               of               sleep               I               awoke               immediately,               and               as               I               headed               down               to               the               lobby               shortly               to               catch               the               hotel               van,               I               was               grateful               to               have               at               least               made               it               back               to               my               home               state               of               Florida.

It               had               been               a               very               long               night               on               the               road.
               The               day               before               had               been               a               good               one,               and               as               I               pulled               into               the               rental               car               lot               at               the               Wilkes-Barre/Scranton               airport               as               the               sun               was               setting,               my               mind               filled               with               pleasant               thoughts               of               my               just-completed               workshops               on               hospitality               excellence.

Upon               approaching               the               airline               counter               I               was               so               relieved               to               see               that               my               flight               home               to               Ft.

Lauderdale               -               through               Philly               -               was               on               time!

While               I'm               always               anxious               to               get               back               home,               an               especially               important               duty               awaited               me               the               next               morning               -               I               was               scheduled               to               report               promptly               at               8:45am               to               chaperone               my               son's               second               grade               class               on               their               long-anticipated               field               trip!
               Now               this               would               be               important               for               any               parent,               but               my               participation               was               even               more               critical,               as               our               school               district               requires               that               all               field               trips               include               either               a               male               teacher,               or               at               least               one               parent-volunteer               who               has               passed               a               Level-Two               security               clearance               registration,               complete               with               a               fingerprinting               and               a               background               check.

So               not               only               was               I               wanting               to               come               through               for               my               own               son,               but               also               for               the               seven               teachers,               four               bus               drivers,               and               140-plus               second               graders               who               were               counting               on               me,               since               I               was               the               only               male               volunteer               with               proper               credentials               that               was               available               to               volunteer               that               specific               day.
               Things               were               still               going               well               as               I               settled               into               a               spot               at               the               snack               bar               just               outside               of               the               security               gate.

After               ordering,               I               called               my               son               Adam               at               his               mom's               house               and               reminded               him               that               Daddy               would               be               there               when               it               was               time               to               board               that               bus               the               next               morning;               he               sounded               thrilled!

It               was               all               downhill               from               there.

Not               seconds               after               hanging               up               and               re-checking               the               monitor,               I               noticed               that               my               departure               had               been               moved               back               by               one               hour.

Knowing               there               was               to               be               snow               and               freezing               rain               moving               into               Philly,               I               checked               my               connection               time               but               then               breathed               a               sigh               of               relief               in               that               I               would               still               have               55               minutes               to               change               planes.
               I               quickly               finished               my               last               few               bites               and               took               my               last               sip               of               a               mostly-full               glass               of               beer               and               headed               through               security.

Waiting               at               the               gate,               I               called               my               wife               and               told               her               I'd               still               be               home               on               time,               but               while               we               were               talking               the               flight               was               pushed               back               another               15               minutes.

Although               the               gate               agent               assured               me               that               I               would               still               make               it,               I               opted               to               empower               myself               and               went               online               to               check.

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               One               good               thing               about               living               in               Florida               is               that               it               is               served               by               three               major               airports,               including               Miami               and               West               Palm               along               with               Ft.

Lauderdale,               and               even               the               Southwest               Regional               Airport               in               Ft.

Myers/Sanibel               Island               is               an               option               at               only               a               90               minute               drive.

In               checking               though               I               soon               found               that               all               of               these               flights               were               running               on               time               out               of               Philly,               so               if               my               connection               didn't'               leave               soon               I'd               miss               them               all.
               As               my               posted               departure               pushed               back               another               15               minutes,               it               was               clear               I               would               miss               connecting               to               any               of               the               South               Florida               flights.

Desperate,               my               mind               searched               for               alternatives,               such               as               taking               a               morning               flight               home               from               Philly,               but               that               would               get               me               to               the               school               four               hours               too               late.

Finally,               remembering               that               Southwest               Airlines               provided               almost               hourly               service               morning               service               from               Orlando.

Looking               up               at               the               flight               monitor               screens               before               me               sure               enough               I               found               a               flight               that               was               leaving               for               Orlando;               it               was               originally               scheduled               to               leave               before               my               arrival,               but               it               was               also               delayed.

It               took               some               convincing               back               at               the               desk,               plus               a               little               pleading,               and               I               was               just               about               to               downright               beg               when               the               US               Airways               agent               agreed               to               rebook               me               on               that               late               flight               to               Orlando               that               night.
               Readers               will               be               spared               the               monotony               of               my               airport               wait,               and               it               will               suffice               to               stay               that               although               I               made               my               connection               in               Philly,               I               finally               touched               down               in               Orlando               about               2:30am,               six               hours               and               fifteen               minutes               before               I               was               due               at               the               school.

Having               booked               a               room               at               a               very               reputable               hotel               nearby,               I               at               least               managed               to               grab               90               minutes               of               sleep,               a               shower,               and               a               fresh               shave,               and               was               ready               to               present               myself               on               time               for               my               extra               early               morning               flight               and               shortly               thereafter               as               the               only               available               male               parent-volunteer               for               the               field               trip.
               We               are               now               back               to               the               beginning               of               my               story,               and               I               was               filled               with               increased               optimism               of               making               this               field               trip               against               all               odds               as               I               headed               down               to               the               lobby               to               catch               the               hotel               van               that               morning.

I'd               booked               a               6:55am               departure,               and               if               it               was               on               time               I'd               be               landing               just               after               8am,               and               since               I               was               carrying               on               bags,               if               traffic               cooperated               I'd               have               exactly               enough               time               to               report               for               duty               as               scheduled               at               8:45am.
               That's               when               I               passed               by               the               TV               in               the               lobby               bar,               where               the               CNN               newscaster               was               talking               about               the               current               tornado               warning               in               Central               Florida,               and               breaking               headline               news               about               a               series               of               serious               and               deadly               tornados               that               had               struck               moments               before               just               20               miles               away               from               where               I               stood.

Yet               for               me               it               was               not               the               fear               of               the               nearby               deadly               twisters               that               caused               my               anxiety               at               that               moment;               but               rather               the               fear               of               more               delays               causing               me               to               disappoint               my               Adam               and               his               classmates,               plus               the               teachers,               bus               drivers               and               other               chaperones.

Due               to               School               Board               Regulations               this               caravan               was               not               leaving               on               time               without               me.

One               can               imagine               that               this               latest               weather               news               caused               me               more               than               a               little               anxiety               when               I               boarded               the               airport               courtesy               van,               so               I               was               glad               to               see               it               wasn't               busy               and               we               wouldn't               have               to               stop               at               many               concourses               since               the               other               two               passengers               were               flight               attendants.
               Having               myself               driven               the               hotel               airport               courtesy               van               as               one               of               my               first               jobs               nearly               two               decades               earlier               for               this               same               hotel               chain               I               was               staying               with,               upon               boarding               I               was               a               bit               surprised               to               find               the               driver               had               left               the               radio               blaring               loudly.

Personally,               I               was               happy               when               one               of               the               flight               attendants               moved               towards               the               empty               driver's               seat               and               turned               the               radio               off,               saying               to               her               seatmate               and               I               "It's               way               too               early               for               that."               I               have               to               admit               that               I               too               was               enjoying               the               silence               she               restored,               while               I               contemplated               the               thunderstorm's               storm's               track               and               how               it               might               impact               my               important               mission               I               was               so               intent               on               delivering.

After               several               minutes               the               driver               returned               without               a               word               or               greeting               as               he               entered               the               van,               and               we               collectively               began               our               silent,               peaceful               journey               to               the               airport.
               Right               about               the               time               I               felt               my               optimism               that               I               was               going               to               be               able               to               be               there               as               I               had               promised,               the               driver               turned               the               radio               back               on               to               the               same               radio               station,               just               as               loud               as               before,               jarring               me               back               to               the               reality               of               the               lightening               out               the               window.

At               this               point               the               same               flight               attendant               piped-up               in               a               firm               but               polite               tone               and               said               "If               you               don't               mind,               it's               a               little               too               early               for               that               right               now."               Now               I               am               a               fan               of               all               music               genres               and               admit               myself               enjoying               listening               to               that               same               station               occasionally               when               I'm               in               Orlando,               I               have               to               say               I               agreed               my               fellow               hotel               guest               at               that               moment.

It               was               way               too               early               for               such               loud               music               when               we               in               the               van               were               waking               up               extra               early               in               the               day               for               our               journeys.
               Right               as               I'm               thinking               all               of               this               the               young               man               turned               the               volume               down               only               very               slightly,               and               it               was               still               too               loud               as               far               as               I               was               concerned.

So               I               was               not               surprised               when               the               same               guest               spoke               up               again               saying               "If               you               don't               mind               we'd               really               prefer               to               have               it               off."               To               my               amazement,               the               driver               responded               by               saying,               "Hmm,               well               I               see               we               got               up               on               the               wrong               side               of               the               bed               this               morning,               didn't               we?"               turning               the               volume               down               slightly               further.
               Usually,               I               try               to               mind               my               own               business               on               the               road               and               to               avoid               confrontations               at               any               cost,               but               in               this               case               I               felt               compelled               to               say               "I               believe               the               lady               asked               for               the               radio               to               be               off!"               This               comment               ended               further               dialogue               with               the               driver,               who               complied               with               our               now-mutual               requests,               and               whom               I               am               sure               spent               the               rest               of               that               airport               run               thinking               about               the               two               difficult,               cranky               guests               he'd               ended               up               with               in               the               van               this               morning.
               But               my               remarks               also               broke               the               ice               with               that               flight               attendant,               who               expressed               appreciation               that               I               spoke               up               for               her.

She               asked               where               I               was               departing               to               and               I               reciprocated               by               politely               asking               what               flights               she               was               working               that               day               in               her               flight               attendant               role.
               As               we               drove               on               through               the               rain               as               I               listened               she               explained               how               she               was               working               an               international               flight               and               had               just               found               out               hours               before               her               mother               had               passed               away               unexpectedly.

As               an               only               child,               she               added,               it               fell               on               her               to               make               all               the               arrangements               for               this               unplanned               and               unexpected               funeral,               and               that               she               first               had               to               get               back               home               to               London               to               pick               up               some               documents               and               then               had               to               make               it               to               Sidney,               Australia,               hopefully               within               the               same               calendar               day               of               this               very               morning.

Wow,               what               a               story               that               was               and               I               could               just               imagine               how               much               longer               her               day               was               going               to               be               even               than               mine               after               all               this               travel               duress.
               After               my               airport               van-mate's               comment,               all               of               my               worries               and               anxieties               were               lifted.

Funny               also               that               right               about               that               time               very               moment               in               time               outside               the               lightening               stopped,               the               rain               slowed               and               before               long               I               had               cleared               TSA               security               and               was               onboard               my               flight               home               to               Ft.

Lauderdale,               which               thankfully               took               off               right               on               time               despite               the               tornado               warning.
               Not               long               after,               and               without               a               minute               to               spare,               I               found               myself               walking               up               to               the               school               entrance               at               the               exact               moment               that               three               yellow               school               buses               pulled               up               to               collect               our               second               graders.

There               was               my               Adam               breaking               ranks               from               his               class               line               and               running               towards               me               for               his               usual               bear               hug,               which               I               knew               to               brace               myself               for.

Despite               how               completely               exhausted               I               felt               at               that               moment,               the               kids               immediately               seemed               to               re-energize               me               as               they               welcomed               "Mr.

Douglas"               as               I               was               called               at               that               time.

As               our               fun-filled               day               progressed,               I               couldn't               help               but               thinking               back               to               that               other               "cranky"               guest               I'd               met               that               morning               on               the               hotel               van,               and               hoping               that               she,               too,               would               be               hugging               closely               her               family               and               friends               very,               very               soon.
               I               wondered               also               about               that               van               driver,               and               what               his               thoughts               might               have               been               about               his               two               seemingly               "difficult"               guests,               who               really               just               wanted               to               ride               to               the               airport               in               quit               contemplation               in               the               early               morning               rain.
               -               Doug               Kennedy               -               May               15,               2013               






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