I’m an American from Colorado, currently living in Perth, Australia. While Colorado Springs is my hometown, I haven’t lived there in over 30 years, although I do get back once a year or so to attend to personal business and visit friends and family. In recent years I’ve approached these trips home as I would any other holiday, researching what to see and do, where to eat, etc. This helps keep things fresh, and prevents me from falling into a set pattern.
Due to a very chaotic year and stressful relocation in Perth, I had no time to research as I’d have liked, but I still managed to squeeze quite a bit into my month long stay in the Springs, much of it new to me.
Colorado is probably as far away from Perth as a person can get. I flew from Perth to Singapore on Singapore Airlines, spending a night in the Changi Airport Transit Hotel before connecting to another Singapore Airlines flight to Seoul the following morning. After a short layover in Seoul (just long enough to deplane and be routed through security and re-board the same plane), I was bound for San Francisco. I never will understand why passengers must go through security immediately after getting off a plane for which they’ve previously cleared security, but so it goes.
I’m United Gold, but frankly, I have no interest in flying long haul on United in coach. I recently depleted my miles, so it was either suffer in United cattle class, or look elsewhere; a no-brainer as far as I’m concerned. Singapore Airlines earned my business for many reasons, including the routing through SFO instead of LAX (which I avoid like the plague), their excellent service and extensive entertainment system; a godsend to non-sleeping passengers like myself. I spent a few bucks more to secure a ‘preferred seat’ (bulkhead) and even though I was in the middle seat on the outward journey, it was worth every penny.
I arrived at SFO exhausted, as one does after 20 hours in a metal tube, a 14 hour time difference and very little sleep. I was booked on a United flight to Denver with a connection to Colorado Springs, but alas, it was not to be. My four hour layover turned into eight, due to a delay which would have prevented me from making my connection in Denver.
Luckily, I was able to get re-booked on the direct flight from SFO to COS later in the evening, which I would have booked originally…had it not meant an eight hour layover before the final leg of an already too-long journey. There was a silver lining though, as I was upgraded to First Class, such that it is on a CRJ-200. I finally arrived in COS, zombie-like, but otherwise intact.
But I digress, this report isn’t about the journey, it’s about Colorado.
To be continued…