The Free-Ride family was only delayed by about 8 hours in getting from California to Maryland. This was no thanks to the very unhelpful America West/US Airways ticket agent at San Francisco, who, after we waited in the line to get to the podium for nearly 4 hours, thought to put our luggage on the red-eye from Las Vegas but had to be pressed to put us on standby for the same flight rather than offering as our only option the connection-you’re-about-to-miss-but-24-hour-later flight. Luckily, Las Vegas Customer Service Guy Patrick C. got us the relevant flight information that the evil-SFO-agent did not, and we managed to make it onto the red eye, or we’d be taking off just about now rather than settling in for our first night at Super Sally’s house.
So, there’s a kids and science related angle to this tale of woe, in which I seek information from the scientifically educated hive-mind:
What should we do about trying to reset the sprogs’ internal clocks? While hanging out in Las Vegas and waiting to see if we’d make it on the red-eye, they were up way past their normal bedtime, and our arrival at BWI this morning (at which point both kids were awake and hauling their own carry-ons) was 7:00 a.m. local time — which is 4:00 a.m. for good Californians like ourselves.
Younger offspring actually slept in the gate area* for maybe 50 minutes while we were waiting to see if we’d get on the flight, then was carried down the jetway tube, then walked a bit on the plane and fell asleep again almost immediately after being seated (and was, in fact, surprised to wake up on the plane right before landing: “Did you carry me? Did I sleep walk?”). Younger offspring also napped for a couple hours this afternoon.
Elder offspring slept probably 3 hours or less on the flight, then not at all since we got here — until crashing, in a fairly comical fashion, right after dessert but before getting into pajamas.
We’re here until the evening of the 30th (we’ll get home after midnight). Does it even make sense to try to get them acclimated to local time? If so, what’s the best way to do that?
While you’re here, if you have an air-travel tale of woe you’d like to share, you have my ear and my sympathy.
*Another question: Why, in Las Vegas, is it that the quiet gates have armrests on every seat, making sleeping on the seating well-nigh impossible, while the gates where the seating ing without armrests and is great for stretching out are also the gates with the super-noisy slot machines that are in use all the time?