We made it onto the plane and I was actually pleasantly surprised that there seemed to be enough leg room. I wasn't expecting that. There were a TON of movies available, so I watched a version of Cinderella that was new and I had no idea existed, and then clueless because I've seen it a million times and wouldn't be bothered if I fell asleep, which I did. I also watched part of Encanto and slept through part of that as well for the same reason. Then E, A, and I played trivia...there were TV shows, games, news, all sorts of in flight entertainment and the trivia was fun. Between the 3 of us, we did pretty well. My husband was seated apart from us.
We landed right on time, but I was a bit worried. We only had an hour and a half to make our connecting flight. You always go through immigration in the first airport in which you land in a different country, so I knew we had to go through immigration in Detroit. Depending on how big the airport is and how many flights are coming in, it can be really fast or it could take a long time. In general, you will land in a secure area and not have to check in again for the 2nd flight. But Detroit airport is awful. I asked if we could go through the American passport line since I am an American Citizen and have an American passport. Nope. We were directed to the longer "All passports" line.
There are several desks open, and we went to what appeared to be the shortest line. I think it was short because no one was getting in it. And the reason no one was getting in it was apparent after a couple of minutes....it was the SLOWEST moving line. Every other line was funneling through 5 or 6 travel parties in the time that this guy got ONE through. We watched as everyone from our flight was already through and then the people coming off another flight 20 minutes later also got through. My husband says we were directed to this line, but I swear we could have just moved further down if we had wanted to. This guy was asking a TON of questions. How long have you lived in the Netherlands, are you wanting to stay in the US, what is your job, how many hours do you work? It took us like 15 minutes of questioning before he let us through. By the time it was our turn, I was sweating it, but I thought we'd be ok....until we were told we had to pick up our luggage and recheck it and go through security again. Really? WHY? WHY do they do this? You've just come off an airplane! Why do they make you leave the secure area and do it all again?? E and I went to get our luggage while M and A answered their questions, then we rushed to recheck the luggage. And then we had to get through security, and of COURSE 3 of our 4 carry-ons had to be screened separately. As soon as we were done, we ran to our next gate. We missed our connection by 3 minutes. Airport workers really did NOT want us to make our destination today!! (The ones doing security were really fun here, though. I said I didn't think we were going to make it and the guy says "Well not with THAT attitude!!!")
My husband is deaf...I mean, he can hear, but not well. I THINK he was wearing his hearing aides, but maybe not. As we approached the gate, the personel told us we needed to go to gate A54 or something....I didn't hear what he said, and my husband said 54, only I thought he said 64, and E said 74 for reassignment on another flight. But I only heard my husband, not what the airport guy said, and I didn't realize E had heard the airport guy, not my husband. Had I known that, we would have gone and asked, because I know I can't trust my husband's hearing. We walked halfway across the airport to get to 54 only to find that there was no one there...so then we went back to 64....no one there either. E says she thought the guy said 74. This is when I discovered that she had heard the actual guy, not my husband repeating the wrong number. E had been asking if we were sure, because she heard 74 and my husband was adamant that he had heard 54. When she said "I thought he said 74" to me, I thought she was talking about my husband....I didn't realize "HE" was the airport employee. Rather than walk all the way back, we found a Delta employee at a gate where we were and asked her for help. She got us straightened out....but the first flight to Denver was not for several hours. Like, after 8pm. What to do for hours in an airport? It was dinner time in the US, and we WERE pretty hungry. We got McDonald's for A and then we went to Longhorn Steakhouse. It was so good and our server was AWESOME. She joked with us and just made it really fun. We took our time....where did we have to go?
We finally made it onto the next flight and landed at about 10:30pm. We got our luggage...one of our suitcases had apparently come on the connection we missed. It was taken to the Delta baggage area for pickup, so we stood there waiting for it to come out on the carousel and it never did, but we got it eventually. We took a shuttle to the rental car strip and picked up our Subaru Outback. We got to our hotel around 1am....we were definitely in Colorado....the whole hallway smelled like....um....."pickles". If you are a Gilmore Girls fan, you know the code word "Pickles".