Ah and here I am. What a risk taker! I decided to let my Allegiant bags go round and around like a Flo Rida track while I eat and drink at the Amex Centurion lounge. Even the bartender said it was the right move stating that it will take Allegiant three hours just to find my bag.
Interestingly, I ran into another Amex cardholder who braved a Spirit Airlines flight just to get here. He’s enjoying the high life until he’s relegated back to Allegiant’s ugly sister.
Getting here was quite the journey. I landed at A gates, walked to the C train then onto the D train. It reminded me of my NYC commute.
It’s great to live the high roller lifestyle. Now let me go and find my bags.