Bosber Rombos

That’s what I’m calling this trip, Bosber Rombos, because I’ll be going from Boston, to Berlin, to Rome, and then back to Boston. Pretty creative, eh?

So far so good. I caught the 2:45 bus from Exit 6 and by 5:45 was on the backside of the security checkpoint in Terminal E. By 6:15 Schylie’s friend, Christie, landed on a flight from Charleston and we met up by 7PM for dinner. We should start boarding by 9:10 for a 9:40 take-off so we’re just hanging out charging our phones and catching up on email.

As I was checking in at the British Airways desk, the lady helping me (Kseniya) sas very nice. She said, “And you’re in a middle seat?” “If I could get out of that…” That’s when the couple standing at the counter next to me busted out laughing. Kseniya gave a hearty smile that communicated both understanding and sympathy for my plight and then said, “Where would you like to sit!?” “What do you have?” I asked. “I can give you whatever you want.” Really!? “I’d really love an exit row.” “Your new seat is 26H. And I’ve given you an aisle seat on the flight from London to Berlin.”

Just like that? Wow! I had tried to change my seat online before leaving the house but the schematic said there were none available. So you can imagine how surprised and delighted I was. I may have skipped from the counter to security–had not I feared getting caught.

We’re nearly ready to board. It’s a nearly 7 hour flight to London and then after the connecting flight we should arrive in Berlin just before 2PM tomorrow where Schylie will be eagerly waiting to welcome us.

I’ll keep you posted.

Dr. J