Bonneville Travel Log – June 26th, 2007 – Day One
We arrived at the Denver airport to check in for our flight, fully expecting to be the only people on the plane. After all, who takes a direct flight from Denver to Wendover, right? It turns out our flight was 100% full – all 141 seats booked. We got in the Frontier line of about 50 people and thought about 30 minutes to check in when a Frontier rep came by in a high voice, “Anybody traveling to Wendover UT? We both looked stunned and raised our hands as he pulled us out of line to a special window and checked out bags, we laughed. Wow, we thought, as we walked to our gate.
We arrived early and sat by the gate watching the rest of the flight’s passengers filter into the waiting area – with canes, wheelchairs and walkers in tow. When they made the early boarding call asking for any passengers who needed assistance getting down the jet-way to come to the gate, approximately half the waiting area got in line. Jon and I stuck out like a sore thumb. Evidently the deal we got on plane tickets and hotel stay were part of some charter travel package, I imagine heavily advertised in AARP magazine or the like. As we sat on the plane, row 2, the lady in front had asked for two seat belt extensions to properly get the belt around her waist, she was in the front left row. The stewardess was giving her instructions in the event of an emergency, you have to pull the lever on the door and push out hard, then you must grab the emergency strap on the floor to release the slide, then jump out. Jon laughed and said that in the event of an emergency he would have the door open and down the slide and running before the lady could even get up, navigating her extra belt extensions and finding her walker. Next was a required safety briefing before the plane takes off, the exits are here, oxygen comes down etc, we both were looking at the overhead compartment and it just hit us, we looked at each other and started laughing looking around the plane at the other passengers. The sign was a heart with a lightning bolt going thru it, it was the symbol for a defibrillator, thinking with our present company would they have a instruction manual that we could read, just in case.
The flight was uneventful, just the way I like it. We were only in the air for about an hour and a half, and got a bird’s eye view of the Bonneville Salt Flats as we descended for our landing in Wendover. I’ve had my feet on the salt numerous times, but this was my first opportunity to see it from the air. It was truly an impressive sight. A vast white expanse stretching for miles on all sides, with the only interruption being the occasional collection of mountain and rock formations. The Wendover airport, however, was more amusing than impressive, especially considering how much experience we both have navigating the zoo that is DIA.
We settled into our room at Montego Bay around 3:30 in the afternoon. We upgraded to a king suite with a hot tub. We quickly checked out all of the room’s amenities like kids with new toys. I jumped on the bed and flipped through every channel on the television, while Jon turned on both the hot tub and the steam room. Clearly, we do not go on enough vacations. Then we ventured down to the casino where we each donated forty bucks apiece to the slot machine gods. We concluded the evening with a big buffet dinner and a dip in the hot tub.
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