Having missed a flight or two before (I missed the plane to go to my sister's funeral, don't worry, the flight out the next day got me there in time) I decided to give myself two hours in transit with three hours to rove back and forth from terminal to terminal to get checked in.
I got a late start, so I caught a livery car at 207th and Broadway, and it was smooth sailing until we hit a slight snag around 158th on the Henry Hudson Parkway. Ten minutes later, we were past the accident and off again.
The car service dropped me off at my bank, 70th & Broadway, I took care of some business then strolled out and caught the 1 train down to Columbus Circle, then caught the C to 34th, then the Uptown E to Sutphin Blvd. at which point I switched to the AirTrain.
I arrived at the airport right on schedule, I discovered that JFK doesn't have an Air New Zealand terminal, so I hesitantly stood in the United line (5 minute wait tops), they said that I wouldn't need an FIM (Flight Interruption Management) number after-all, and checked me in.
All said, it was a bit anti-climactic, I had been ready to run back and forth from the Air NZ counter & United attempting to check-in, and now I was left with 3 1/2 hours to cool my heals.
Since it was lunch time, I strolled over to the food court to grab a bite to eat. McDonalds? Um, NO. Coffee place with dry looking, fatty, sugar loaded pastries? Um, NO. Bistro deli, where I could order sliced meats as if I were at Fairway? Um, whatever. And then low and behold what did I see? A Wolfgang Pucks. :)
I have fond memories of Wolfgang Puck's from when I lived down in DC. There was one located between the walk from my apartment and the subway in Pentagon City, and I've eaten dinner there many a time. Mmmmm, their macaroni & cheese, herbed french fries, and margarita pizza are delicious.
Warm happy feelings of contentment began to flood my brain, and I strolled inside. I searched the menu, no french fries, no mac & cheese, and no margarita pizza's. They did have other pizza's but at $10 a piece, I decided that it was a little to steep for my tastes. Instead I went for the
I'm not a fan of Vasa water, it tastes kind-of funny to me, so I grabbed a Vitamin Water.
Let's take a closer look.
This baby cost me $3.24.
Considering that I can buy one of these for $1.15 on a good day, I'm thinking that they have a bit of a mark-up here at JFK what do you think?
It's now 2:49, and I need to go grab more $$$$ food, and head to my gate, so I'm off now. As I look out past the HSBC jetway at the overcast grey day and snow-covered ground, I have a little smile inside knowing that sunnier and more adventurous climes are only 28 hours away... yeah I wish that planes could go at warp speed too...