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| Barcelona to Seattle via Frankfurt. Got to BCN at 5:30 for an 8:00 flight. The taxi driver did not know which terminal, his company had never heard of Condor. No one in Terminal 2 had ever heard of Condor either. Tried Terminal 1 and followed some other English speakers as we finally found someone who pointed us to desk 500. Turns out we were on Lufthansa for the first leg. Luckily they had my flight, but had lost other peoples and one couple were forced to pay for a same day flight so she wasn’t left in Spain alone. First leg was good, short, reasonable. Second leg from Frankfurt to Seattle was a nightmare. The people at the terminal were rude, pointing brusquely in random directions and then ignoring us. I had to go to Terminal C which involved a shuttle in the terminal and going through security again, even though I was still inside the airport. Then it was a maze of hallways, confusing signs, security again and a long walk to the far end of yet another terminal, only to find out the flight was delayed almost 2 hours, which I found out from other passengers as the only agents left and didn’t return until just before the new flight time. The only food available on our side of security was the tax and duty free shop’s selection of alcohol and candy, or a choice of 8 or 10 sandwiches in a convenience shop. Choosing between going through their layers of security to get to a restaurant I had seen and a sketchy looking chicken wrap, I chose the chicken wrap. Then we waited. Strangely enough we had to take a crammed full bus to get to the plane out on the tarmac. The attendants were pleasant when we boarded. I was happy to see my Premium Economy seat had a pillow, a blanket and a footrest. Things were looking good. Then the plane got full. It was quite warm in our area, though I noted that the folks in the back half were all wrapped up in their blankets, the folks in our area were fanning themselves. There was supposed to be extra leg room and better food for the higher price. There may have been extra leg room but between the man in the seat ahead of me reclining as far as he could, the footrest, the pillow and blanket, and the man in the seat behind me being about 5 inches from my head I couldn’t move. Getting out to go to the restroom involved gymnastics. Then the food. I was delighted to be able to order a Diabetic meal. I would have been better off with the Economy meals. The attendant proudly delivered my Diabetic meal and I opened the cover to reveal potatoes, sliced fruit, 2 kinds of bread, a date bar, a heavily marinated salad and some water. Really? Which part of this is not carbs? Oh yes, the salad and the water. The snack, a few hours later, was a choice of apple slices, cheese and salami on white bread, or a plum cake. Really? Several hours later dinner was served. Again the attendant delivered my Diabetic meal. This time it was some spicy grains, covered with limp cheese, the sliced fruit, a stick of heavily marinated peppers and mushrooms, 3 kinds of bread, a date bar and water. Over 8 hours with nothing but carbs and water. I was not in good spirits when we finally got to Seattle Airport baggage claim, where we waited 25 minutes for our bags and many of us missed our connections.