We followed to the bus, the realized that in order to catch the bus, we had to leave the terminal, go through baggage claim, and catch the bus outside the airport. So now we had 45 minutes to catch a bus, get to the terminal, go through security (again) and get to our gate. We had also hoped to get something to eat, but that looked unlikely.
After walking through a parking garage and across the street, we found a bus. Luckily, it was only a 5 minute bus ride to the next terminal. There was not a long line for security, but we had to get rid of our water bottles. So we were in the correct terminal, with 25 minutes until our flight. We checked the boards, our flight was still not listed. We checked every gate, but none of them listed a Delta flight to Atlanta. Erin asked some Continental agents, who rudely refused to answer her question. I finally found a Delta agent and checked with her to see which gate we were leaving from. We finally found our gate with 5 minutes to spare. Erin was even able to run and get some Burger King. And we were on our way to the east coast.