A few days after arriving back from Orlando, I sent a cheeky email to Keri. “Considering going for Platinum.”
I was at 16,276 miles and I would hit Platinum status at 22,500. That left me a few days to get 6,224 miles.
I was joking. But as soon as I hit send, I felt a sense of complete and utter longing. I needed to go for Platinum.
6,224 was an awkward amount to fly. A round trip to San Francisco (going DCA-PHL-SFO) would give me 6,042 miles. 200 short. I began questioning every flying choice I made–especially my decision to go to Montego Bay via Charlotte instead of PHL. That would have put me in a great place to do a mileage run to SFO.
Another limit was my job. I had a few days left to make a run for this status, but I couldn’t just skip work. So I had about 48 hours to do this run.
Trips out to the west coast were hard. The affordable east-west departures at this point were late at night, so these flights made it really difficult to pair with another flight. I also tried really complicated routing, sending myself all over the place. Those flights ended up around $1,000. A bit pricey for what I was gaining.
I didn’t know what to do. I was now mentally committed to going for Platinum and it was almost a matter of pride at this point. But I didn’t want to drop $1,000 for that few miles overall. I re-visited my Montego Bay trip in my head–then it clicked.
What about a flight to the Caribbean? They arrive pretty early in the day and leave at night. The timing would work perfect for one of my day trips. I searched Montego Bay specifically and found a really reasonably priced flight that would give me 3,567 miles and a few hours in Jamaica.
That left me with 2,675 miles. I resumed searching, but I needed a few too many miles for the options I was finding. (The closest was a flight to Orlando, but I couldn’t manage to grab a PHL connection instead of a CLT out of DCA).
I started thinking about the Caribbean again and suddenly realized a flight to Nassau (with a connection of course) would be the right amount of miles. I ran, re-ran and re-re-ran the numbers, and it added up. And the last minute flights to NAS were incredibly cheap.
I ended up with the following flights for my 48-hour trip:
I could have done a DCA-CLT-MBJ connection on my Jamaica flight, but the flight to Nassau gave me enough miles, so I didn’t mind giving up ~200 miles for some time in the sun. The airport is right by a great beach (Doctor’s Cave) and I didn’t mind spending a few hours there. Plus, Keri decided to come with me to Jamaica for moral support–well, and to have a cocktail on the beach. I’m not complaining! Sunny weather in the winter, here we go.By the way, if you need ~3,000 or so miles and you live in the North, I totally suggest going to Jamaica, look how relaxed Keri looks! (Keri will kill me for posting this in here without warning her).
I was reading through a discussion on deaths in flight when I came across a very interesting point someone made.Now, I don't exactly know what I decided to go down this morbid rabbit hole, but it's quite fascinating.There are only a few people in history who have actually died in flight.