This trip begins with the drive from Lincoln to Omaha. Really not much to talk about here, except the fact that having three lanes on I-80 between the two cities is amazing. Take note Northern Colorado.
Once I arrived at Eppley, I proceeded to the security checkpoint where I found the longest line I’ve ever seen there…four people. And, per usual at this particular checkpoint, I was witness to an amusing encounter.
As I detailed in a previous blog post, this checkpoint consists of one line for general access on the left and a Pre-Check line on the right. I was waiting behind a family of three that, based on the excessive amount a luggage they had with them, probably did not fly often. As the son was getting his ID checked at the podium, another TSA agent came through the line announcing that if anyone had ‘Pre-Check’ on their boarding passes, they could move over to the right line.
The mother in the group was lucky enough to have exactly that. And she proclaimed it loudly for everyone in the area to hear. The officer attempted to move her over to the other line, but it was not meant to be. She then attempted to yell at her son and husband to come over as well. Problem: neither of them received Pre-Check access from the airline they were flying. So this, of course, opened up a lengthy, and loud, debate across both security desks. When something like this happens, you can’t even be mad. You just have to marvel at the lack of self awareness and knowledge of social conventions that some people have and enjoy the free entertainment being provided.
Eventually the TSA agent spoke up and attempted to explain the how some flyers get Pre-Check from the airlines. However, this family was still too wrapped up in their own drama to pay her any heed. After a few more moments of this, the parents made some passive aggressive remarks toward each other and went back to their respective lines. Security at Eppley, always a show.
Soon I was able to breeze through security and proceeded to my favorite plane spotting area in the terminal. For the past several months, this particular section of tarmac has been under construction, meaning there has been a wide open view of the planes coming to land on 14R and L. However, when I arrived this time, I discovered, much to my chagrin that the construction had wrapped up and the jet bridge had been moved back into its normal positions, totally obscuring my view. Would I say I was crushed? Yes. Yes, I would. Oh you think that’s a bit over dramatic? First of all, how dare you. Second, yeah, it probably is. As a result, I wandered around the small terminal looking for an equally good spot but was highly disappointed in the offerings. I eventually settled on a spot that had decent views of both runways at the section at which most of the aircraft began their rotations…I guess I’ll take it…
A view of the runway and a Southwest 737 prior to push back.
After a short time spotting (mostly Southwest 737s, but there was a Delta 727, so that was cool), it was time to board for an on-time departure at 1730 hours on an A-320. I was pleasantly surprised with the amount of legroom I found at my seat. I used my free ‘upgrade’ from my regular economy seat to snag a window seat in the first row of Economy Plus, directly behind the last row of first. In almost every plane in which I’ve sat in this particular row, there has been a physical bulkhead from floor to ceiling dividing First from Economy Plus. However, this particular A-320 configuration just had the wall go down until approximately a foot from the floor. This gave me, what felt like, an infinite amount of legroom. I think I could have laid down on the floor and not intruded on the person in the seat in front of me. Would I have done that though? No, I’m a decent human being.
The insane amount of leg room in the first row of Economy Plus on a United A-320.
I was honestly shocked how much room I had. I think this particular configuration is great and wish United would adopt it on more of their aircraft. They already charge varying rates for Economy Plus seats, depending on how desirable they are. I think that for longer flights, people would absolutely pay an even higher premium for a seat with this much leg room.
The rest of the flight was relatively uneventful. I’m a Boeing guy through and through, but this Airbus experience was perfectly pleasant. I, once again, refused any beverage or snack service, but the flight attendants seemed nice enough and were quick and efficient during their duties.
A-320 just after rotation from 14R.
As a side note, I feel bad for the flight attendants on these short hop flights. People have no idea the duties they have to attend to these flights, I don’t even know all the things they have to do, and expect so much from them. People seem to think they only exist to serve drinks and how hard can that be? Performing all of their regular duties, serving drinks, snacks, and answering both reasonable and unreasonable requests from people is hard enough when you have hours to dedicate. I can’t imagine having to squeeze all of that into a one hour flight…it must be absolutely insane. Give your flight attendants a break, especially on these quick flights, they are doing the work of several hours in just one.
That about ends this review. I didn’t spend much on the particular flight this time, but that was because there wasn’t really much to talk about. It was another good flight from United.
The best part of this trip was after disembarking. While walking back through the terminal, I was lucky enough to see the Lufthansa 747-400 en-route to FRA on pushback. I got a couple of cool shots of it taxiing next to a United 777-200 preparing for its flight to, I believe, LAX. The 747 never ceases to amaze me. How does that thing get airborne? What a feat of engineering.
United 777-200 and a Lufthansa 747-400 taxiing out out for a departure to Frankfurt.
That will end this review, I’ll have my next one coming soon, a CRJ-700 that may or may not include an upgrade to United First and another awkward security story…
This trip starts as many will this semester…getting off work at 0500 and driving to DIA. While many Monsters have been had and many more will be had…this drive really isn’t too bad. As many commuters are painfully aware, I-25 is a disaster between Longmont and Fort Collins, there should have been three lanes each direction years ago, but I digress. Few cars and a beautiful sunrise make this early Sunday drive quite pleasant. I didn’t encounter any significant issues or, more shockingly, aggressive drivers then entire way down. Amazing.
I arrived in the DIA Pikes Peak parking lot at around 0619 for my 0758 flight to OMA. This lot is nice because of its relative proximity to DIA, the free shuttle bus, and the not terrible price ($8/day). They also offer services that I have, fortunately, never had to utilize, including vehicle location, jump starts, lockout assistance, and flat tire help. I am fairly confident that there are other, cheaper, lots around DIA run by private companies but I am 1) too lazy to look them up and 2) have yet to have a bad experience with this lot. Why fix what’s not broken? The lot has several buses that run a continuous circuit around the lot, to DIA, and back. There are two main east-west stretches that the buses run between, with pick up and drop off stations located every few rows on those stretches. Row are marked with letters (double letters the farther back you go) to quickly designate where you parked. While waiting for the bus (a mere minute), I was able to get a photo of this take-off from either 17L or 17R (yes, I actually took photos this time…).
Rotation out of 17R/17L
After the brief drive to the terminal (5 minutes or so), I proceeded directly to the security line. I don’t know about anyone else, but I rarely check a bag anymore. To me, it is just not worth the hassle. As a Silver member and a Mileage Plus credit card holder, I get fees waived on my first bag, but it is still not worth it to me. You have to get to the airport earlier, to wait in a line, to speak with a person (introverts unite!), to drop your bag, to wait even longer at your destination for it to (hopefully) come out at baggage claim. And if it gets lost…that’s always a nightmare. I consider myself a fairly efficient traveler and checking a bag, to me, seems to be the epitome of inefficiency.
Security at DIA is always an interesting affair, and this time was no different. The lines are usually out of control, but Sundays mornings are sometimes a reprieve. It seems like Sunday mornings that I fly out of DIA alternate between no line at all and lines out of the terminal, this morning was, fortunately, the former.
This was due, in part, to the strangest security screening I can remember. As I entered the main line, I was greeted by a TSA agent telling everyone to walk “single file on the left, single file on the left, single file on the left.” Mind numbing work. There was also a TSA explosives ordinance K9 walking the line, on the right. This was my first clue that this would be a different type of screening. As I was getting into line, I was getting ready to get my computer out of my bag and put my phone and wallet into the bin. However, there was not a bin to be seen.
Lately at DIA, the TSA agents have had issues restocking the bins and I have, several times, had to dart, shoeless, to another line to steal their bins. Believing this to be, once again, the case, I looked around for some spare bins. But there were none to be seen. None of the other lines had the carts that the bins are normally found on, much less the bins themselves. As I was attempting to figure out whether I had fallen asleep on E-470 and was getting one last aviation-related dream in before rocketing my Kia up and off embankment, I heard the TSA agent in charge of our line telling us to keep our shoes on. Excuse me, what..? Did I accidentally get into the Pre-Check line? How did the agent checking my boarding pass not notice? Am I going to get in trouble? My introverted, can’t stand even the thought of breaking a rule or doing something that would put me in an awkward situation-self, raced. However, I quickly, mentally, slapped and collected myself. No, this was the line I always get in, Pre-Check is over there, calm down you lunatic.
As I was chastising myself, I heard the agent telling everyone to keep put everything in their pockets into their bags and reciting the “less than 3 ounces” liquid rule, but not saying to remove liquids. So I was able to proceed through the metal detector having removed nothing, sans my belt.
Some further research revealed that TSA tends to revert to this type of screening with no real rhyme or reason. An article I found detailed this type of screening having occurred at Washington-Dulles last year. The TSA explained that many of the procedures have to do with explosives detection and, by having a K9 trained in explosives, they are able to side step some of these more cumbersome procedures. I think this is great, having worked closely with K9 units. K9s are reliable and it drastically cuts down on the amount of time spent in line and some of the more annoying procedures, such as having to remove one’s shoes. I have seen the K9 units several times before in several different airports, but never been a part of this stripped down security screening. However, I would welcome more like this in the future.
I then proceeded to my gate, B60. While waiting, I decided to head to the farthest east point of the main terminal and was able to get a seat with a decent view of the ‘extension’ of the terminal that houses many of the United regional jets. The sun was rising and several CRJ-200s and ERJ-145 were just arriving from their first departures of the day. It was quite a sight.
An ERJ-145 on an early morning arrival.
While waiting, I was constantly updating my United app, hoping for the ever elusive upgrade. According to the Upgrades screen, there were two open seats left in United First. I was currently fourth on that list. However, the Seat Map showed four open seats, could it be?? It was not to be. I knew, deep down, there was an error on the Seat Map, but I kept hope alive. I kept it alive until I was firmly seated on the plane. Not in United First.
So close, yet so far.
Anyway, onto the plane itself! It was an ERJ-175, registry #N120SY. It was delivered to Skywest Airlines Inc. on 09/25/2014, where it has remained ever since. I know that a lot has been made about the differences between these new 175s and the older regional jets (RJ145 and 200s), but they really are amazing. The difference is night and day. The overhead bin space is larger, the seats are less cramped, the lighting is better, and the ceilings are taller. The ERJ-175 is arranged in 24 row with two seat on either side. This really is the plane to try and book if you have to take an RJ, it really feels no different than a 737 or A-320 (except that there are no middle seats…so it might actually be better…?).
Eventually, it was time to board. B-60 was one of those United gates that does not separate out Groups 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5 into separate lanes, instead using one lane for Groups 1 and 2 and another for Groups 3, 4, and 5.
Side note about United’s attempts at standardization, especially during boarding. I can only assume that United has given the gate agents a standardized speech to give and designated steps to take during each boarding process to ensure uniformity. It strikes me as odd which steps the gate agents seem to follow and which to ignore, however. For example; I can not remember the last time an agent did not begin their service with, “My name is…..give me an minute for get ready and we’ll get the process underway.” Or something very similar. It is almost verbatim every time. However, the actual boarding process seems to change every time I go through it. The initial calls (for uniformed military, those with disabilities, families with children under 2, and Global Service members) are always identical, but from there it ranges from order to chaos. Sometimes the agent will call for the groups to board separately. Sometimes, as was the case this time, she called for Groups 1 and 2 to board together. I can only imagine the same happened with the subsequent groups. It is just odd to me that such an emphasis is placed on giving the same speech every time, but the actual boarding process (where chaos reigns supreme if gate agents don’t control the unruly masses) seems to be up to the individual agent’s preference.
Anyway, knowing my place, I got in line at the very end of the Group 1/2 line, not wanting to deprive those who stole an upgrade right out from under me from their rightful position in line. Fortunaltely, I was able to upgrade to an Economy Plus seat due to my Silver status and was able to grab seat 8D instead of 17D. As I talked about in my last blog post, I just had a small backpack with me and was able to store it under the seat in front of me. I was on in the window seat on the right side of the plane. Boarding was completed relatively quickly and soon we were on our way.
Apparently 0800 is the time for departures at DIA. As we were taxiing out to 34L for departure, the airport came alive. I saw several American Airlines planes, a few Southwest 737s, and a few Frontier Airbuses all taxiing out to our same runway. Looking at FlightRadar24 later, I noticed DIA seemed to be a relative ghost town until our taxi, at which point everything seemed to spring alive.
After a very short wait, the air traffic controllers at DIA are experts, we began our roll and had a smooth rotation and climb to our eventual cruising altitude of FL350. As the sun was still rising, it was a beautiful climb. Much of the sky seemed rather hazy, however, due in part I believe, to the wildfires in Montana.
Hazy skies after turning east after taking off.
After reaching our cruising altitude, the pilot came over the intercom to tell us of the weather we would be expecting after our short (1 hour and 5 minute) flight. He stated there were some thunderstorms in and around Omaha, but he expected them to mostly dissipate before our arrival.
The rest of the flight as mostly uneventful. The flight attendants seemed pleasant, although I admittedly did not interact with them very often. I declined any drinks, but did take them up on the Stroopwafel, their delicious morning snack. My wife loves them, so it is always good to get some bonus points by giving her snacks. I’ve only been married a year, but I’ve learned that keeping a constant flow of snacks to her is necessary to ensure our successful marriage.
As we began our initial decent, we began clearing some clouds that were actually quite beautiful. It never ceases to amaze me when I look out and can only see the tops of clouds. It is crazy to think that the most powerful man alive only 200 years ago could never have seen what I am looking at now. Wild.
This feeling is amazing.
As we descended even lower, we began to hit some of the thunderstorms that had not quite dissipated yet. The turbulence never got anywhere near uncomfortable. It was a fairly continuous light shaking, the only negative effect was lulling me to sleep.
The strangest part of the flight came on, what I believe, was when we were on final (later discovered to be when we were at about 4000’ and 139 kts).
On our initial final. (Credit to FlightRadar24)
As we were approaching OMA, we rapidly accelerated (to 250 kts) and began a steep turn to the left. Initially, I believed we were simply following the pattern assigned to us and were lining up. However, as the turn continued, I could seen OMA from my window and knew that it was far too close and that we must have had a missed approach for some reason. We completed two more steep turns came back onto the same pattern, but as, what appeared to be a much lower altitude (about 1000’ at 135 kts).
After our missed approach. (Credit: FlightRadar24)
We proceeded in to land runway 14R without any other issues. Curious about what had caused the missed approach, I intended to ask the captain and hopefully learn something. However, by the time I was disembarking, the cockpit door was still closed and I was unable to see the captain.
However, thanks to the magic of the internet, I was able to piece together what happened. Based on trackings from FlightRadar24 and ATC recordings from LiveATC, I was able to find out that our approach was much too high and the pilot was unable to get the plane to a lower altitude in time. He then asked to go around for another try. I have included the ATC recordings below for anyone curious as to what it sounded like (it is edited for time and credit to LiveATC).
Does anyone know what might cause this issue? My knowledge is, admittedly, limited in this realm, but I was under the impression that the glidescope kept the plane on an appropriate decent. Was the pilot flying manually? If so, that’s great, good for him for keeping his skills sharp. Just curious.
That was basically it for this trip! I should have my trip report for my return flight (A-320) out sometime next week!
First blog post! I’d like to detail how I intend to approach these trip reports before launching into this one. The issues facing me on trip reports are two fold. First, I feel like most follow the same pattern: picture of ticket, picture of wing, picture of menu, complain about FAs, discuss leg room, end. This the boilerplate trip review, while sometimes very helpful, is not the form I want this blog to follow. Second, as I stated in the ‘About’ section, a majority of these flights, for the next few years, are going to be DEN-OMA. How. Boring. I have to figure out some way to make them even a little bit more interesting.
Therefore, I’m going to make these reports as in depth as possible. Disclaimer: these are going to be much more entertaining to an AV Geek than someone just trying to figure what seat is best on the 175 going to OMA. My plan is to include registration numbers (maybe some history on the plane?), runways used, routings taken, weather factors, and any other interesting (to me at least…) details I can think to include.
All of that being said, I thought about almost none of this stuff during my previous flight…therefore I have no pictures, no weather data, no tail number, no routings…basically I don’t have any of the things that I said I wanted to include in a trip report! I know myself, however, and know that if I didn’t just make the blog and put something up on it, I would keep procrastinating and never actually do anything with it. Alright, enough of that, let’s get on to the good stuff: the flight itself!
I’ve been a United (Star Alliance) flyer ever since I really fell in love with travelling about three years ago (future blog post about that one day…). That, coupled with the fact that United consistently has the lowest fares flying in and out of OMA, means I will continue to fly them for the foreseeable future.
I arrived at OMA for my 1730 departure to DEN at about 1530. This may seem excessively early, especially for OMA’s hilariously small TSA screening area, but I am paranoid about being late to anything, but especially flights.
A quick story about this particular security screening. The screening area consists of one line to the right for TSA Pre-Check and two to the left for general passengers (although I have only ever seen the second of the two general lines used once). There is no line for premium or Premier Access members. The process is then the same as anywhere else: belts and shoes off, liquids out, laptops out and in a separate bin. OMA, I believe must be participating in a pilot program because the past few times I have gone through, they have asked people to take any food or snacks out of their bags. I have yet to encounter this at any other airport. A few months ago, they were also having people remove any books from their bags as well, though this process seems to have ceased as of about a month ago.
This particular time, while waiting to have the TSA agent scan my boarding pass and stare repeatedly up and down at my license picture and back at me, I noticed the man standing in front of me at the TSA podium. The first thing I noticed was the excessive amount of baggage he had with him. I noticed one carry-on sized bag, one backpack, several other smaller bags, and a full sized (what appeared to be gel) pillow, pillowcase from home and all. In my travels, I have come to discover that anyone who brings their own pillow from home for a flight is a relatively inexperienced traveler. This proved to be the case today.
After the TSA agent determined that my identity was adequately confirmed, I proceeded in line behind the man with the pillow. We were almost to the part of the process where you should be placing your belongings on the rolly-rack (I’m sure there is a more technical term for this, forgive me), before he realized that he would need to do all of the things we all just do by nature. In a sheer panic, he dropped his carry on bag onto the floor, ran back to where I was, had difficulty taking some bins from the cart, and threw them on the belt. He then hurriedly attempted to comply with all of the TSA regulations (belt, shoes, computers out, etc.). He finally thought he was all done and began rushing towards the front of the line. Problem: his bag was still laying where he threw it, next to my foot. We’ve all been new travelers at some point and I didn’t want to be a jerk to him, so picked it up and handed it to him, asking if it was his. He looked bewildered, took it, and muttered , ‘sorry!’ I told him not to worry about it, we were all going to the same place (the very small, maybe 6 gate terminal). As he was taking his bag from me, the woman behind me had placed her first bin on the metal table and was preparing to place her items into it. In what I can only attain to the sheer panic of being placed into a situation for which he was wholly unprepared, the man saw her bin, apparently assumed it was free for anyone’s use, grabbed it, threw his bag into it, and propelled it towards the x-ray machine.
The woman, understandably surprised by this sudden departure of her bin, yelled to him, “you’re welcome!!” The man, presumably experiencing auditory exclusion from this tremendously stressful event, didn’t acknowledge her, but continued attempting to cram all of his belongings into the x-ray machine. Hilariously, a TSA officer came by and explained to him that he did not need to place his bag into the bin. The officer removed the bag from the bin and took the bin away. I turned to the woman behind me, grinned, and shrugged my shoulders telling her, “I guess you’re not getting your bin back.” She did not appear as amused as I thought the situation to be.
As the man was preparing to go through the body scan, the TSA agent had to remind him to take off his jacket. He rushed to place it back into one of his several bins, before proceeding through the body scan. In a turn of events I think we all could have predicted, the scanner flagged the man in several places and he was taken aside for a full pat down. I never saw the man again after that, but I certainly appreciated the few minutes of entertainment that he provided.
I then proceeded to my gate, B12, where I sat for my favorite activity, plane spotting. I love this particular gate because it has great views of all three major runways at OMA (14L/14R and 18). Fortunately flights were arriving and departing at all three of these runways. I sat down at the enormous glass window facing the airfield, booted up Flightradar 24 and LiveATC (both essential apps, in my opinion, for any aviation enthusiast), and spent the next hour or so tracking flight both arriving and departing OMA. These included an American Eagle ERJ-175 coming from Charlotte, a CRJ-200, several private Learjets, and Alaska Airlines 737-900, two Southwest 737-800s, and a United 737-800 coming from DEN. I was be fortunate to be flying this particular aircraft back to DEN.
As a Premier Silver with United, I am entitled to several perks including Complimentary Premier Upgrades. To those unfamiliar with how CPUs work for Silver member, essentially I can be upgraded to United First within 24 hours of departure if space permits. Rarely will these clear before getting to the gate, for me. If they don’t clear automatically at check-in, I will be placed onto a wait list. If there are United First seats and, essentially, no one purchases a United First seat, the waitlist will be begin to clear. Unless I am taking a flight at strange hours (0600 or 2030) I’m usually about 20th on this list. Needless to say I haven’t had many upgrades clear. However, I had had decent success getting my CPUs to clear when flying from DEN to OMA on an ERJ-175. I believe I’ve been upgraded on that particular plane three times. Other than that, I have only been upgraded on a 737-800 once. And never out of OMA.
The other perk is the ability to select Economy Plus seating for free at check-in. United Economy Plus doesn’t offer anything other than extra leg room and a seat closer to the front of the plane, but it is a nice perk regardless and I have yet to encounter a flight where Economy Plus was sold out (although my recent flight from SIN-SFO was very close, we got the last two seats). I was able to upgrade from 27F to 11A on this flight. 11C was taken, but there was no one yet in the middle seat.
As a Silver, I have Premier Access and am allowed to board with Group 2. The Group 2 line for this flight was particularly enormous and, not wanting to jostle with people for position, I just waited until the last person was almost though before getting into line. I think the biggest perk for Group 2 is finding space for your carry-on luggage, but, as I only bring a small backpack that can fit under the seat in front of me for the flights, I was not concerned about getting on sooner. I took my seat and checked my app to confirm that no one had taken the middle seat, which they had not. Success. I was fortunate enough to see a Fed-Ex A330 and a UPS A330 land back to back and taxi to the cargo area while we were still sitting at the gate.
After the rest of the passengers had boarded and the doors were closed, we began our pushback and I waited for the inevitable engine start, but it never came…after about 5 minutes of sitting in the alley (there’s currently construction on that side of the airport, so we were not obstructing anyone), the pilot came on and explained that DEN was not allowing flights to land at the moment and we would have to wait a few more minutes before we would be allowed to take off. Wondering what had happened, I opened LiveATC and discovered that traffic was arriving and departing as normal from DEN. There were some thunderstorms in and around DEN, so I believe Denver Center probably pushed back our take-off time due to airspace congestion around the airport due to the storms.
Eventually we received our clearance and engines were started. Our taxi to runway 14R (complete with views of crews offloading cargo from the UPS and Fed-Ex A300s) took mere minutes. We received an immediate take off clearance. Our climb out of OMA was unremarkable, lacking any turbulence or other issues. I have remark on how much I love the 737, always such a smooth rotation and climb. Such a blast to fly.
The flight time between OMA and DEN varies slightly, but usually runs about an hour and ten minutes, just a quick hop. After reaching our cruising altitude, the flight attendants began the service, consisting of the United ‘Savory’ snack mix and a beverage service. Just a side note, not a fan of United’s snack mix, give me simple peanuts any day. I rarely partake in the beverage service on this flight. The hassle and stress (inane things can stress me out if I want them to!) of downing my drink and catching the flight attendant’s eye in time when they are gathering trash is just not worth a drink. Especially one I don’t even need. This time was no different. I did not interact with the flight attendants much on this flight, but they seemed perfectly pleasant.
Most of the flight was unremarkable, until beginning our initial decent. There was a ring of storms surrounding Denver and we had to endure their wrath on our approach. About 15 minutes from touchdown we hit some moderate turbulence that continued, at various levels of severity, until we landed. Honestly, I find some light, continual turbulence soothing, for some reason it lulls me to sleep. The worst part about this weather was that the clouds obscured the ground for quite awhile, making it difficult for me to guess which runway we were coming in for landing.
Eventually we cleared the clouds as we were on a downwind to land runway 35R. Touchdown was beautifully executed and we began our loooong taxi to our gate (not really, but 35R is pretty far out there).
Can we take a brief second to discuss that things that about 75% of the passengers do the second the plane ceases forward movement at the gate: jumping up and rushing to grab their bags out of the overhead bin? I do not understand this. For so many reasons. First, the people at the front of the plane will get off, followed by those behind them, so on and so forth. How soon you rip your seatbelt off, rocket to your feet, and pry those overhead bins doors open like a madman is totally irrelevant to how quickly you get off the plane…second, we’re all just going to get uncomfortably close on the same train to baggage claim and ground transportation…why? This legitimately confounds me. Every. Single. Time. Can we start a campaign? #actlikkeanormalhumanbeingwhentheplanearrivesatthegate. Too long? No, this issue needs awareness and a colossal hashtag is just the way to do it!
Thus ends my first blog post! This turned out to be much longer that I anticipated it would be, especially since I did not take any pictures, nor collect any of the data that I said I would for the trip reports…if you made it this far, thanks for reading! Although I highly doubt anyone has, who would want to read a trip report from OMA-DEN? Only a true AV Geek, and for that, I salute you.
Anyway, I have another flight out to OMA in about a week, so I will try to be more detailed and entertaining in that post! Until then, safe travels!
Direct to DEN 