Direct flight, alas. Sprinting to make a connection with a baby and a diaper bag and a fold-up stroller or a carseat or whatever is fiendishly difficult.
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Betsy is right - it can be difficult, but we made our Houston connection very easily. Depends on how you pack it all, I guess.
Despite the recent flurry of activity, I'm thinking I'll be playing Duke Nukem Forever on my Windows Vista system before that happens.
Nah. That presumes Vista'll ship anywhere NEAR on time.
(And jeez, who does your job think they are, Microsoft?)
What do I do with her carseat once we are on the plane?
We always check it. Or, you can gate check it with the stroller.
Nah. That presumes Vista'll ship anywhere NEAR on time.
Heh. I have it pencilled in for 2012 or so.
(And jeez, who does your job think they are, Microsoft?)
I used to wonder why Microsoft complained about not getting enough comp sci majors out of this institution. Then I discovered that reality ends at the front gate of this institution, and it takes years for what's going on in the real world to fully cross the threshold into this place.
I would not be surprised if most of the vaporware MSFT products have graduates of this fine institution as project managers.
Thanks, Aimee. I'm not sure why I didn't think of that. It seems sort of obvious now.
When flying with an infant - nothing is obvious.
Stephanie, unless the new airport has opened in Killeen (in which case, my points are mostly moot), the planes are going to be on the small side. If you do get a puddlejumper (I never had a direct flight to Killeen, always connectors through Houston or Dallas) they'll check the carseat at the plane if you don't do it at the counter. Also, non-direct through Houston or Dallas would involve trains and then buses to the commuter terminal. Probably PIA with all the baby stuff.
When flying with an infant - nothing is obvious.
::imagines Aimee on a plane, staring into an overhead bin with Emma in her arms, and asking MM if they should put her there, or under the seat in front of them::