Day 106 (Dec 6)
My sister brought me to the General Aviation section of the airport and we found the company in charge of the flight. I've never flown on a private jet before and I wasn't sure what to expect. Luckily it seems to be a very easy operation. There is no terminal, per se, but rather each company has a building that backs up to the tarmac. When you enter the building, it looks like a hotel lobby inside, but instead of heading to the elevators after one checks in, you head out the back door to the tarmac where the business jet is waiting to take you to your destination. Pretty slick, except that in our case there was no jet waiting for us. The check in lady had no record of our aircraft and asked me for the tail number, which I, of course, didn't have. I gave her my itinerary, but she couldn't tell what jet in her schedule could be the one that Tobias and I are supposed to be on. Minutes before I was on the phone with the hospital while we were still ...