Jan 10 2005

En Route

Published by at 2:42 pm under Bullshit,Travel

I did get where I was going, but:

Flight One
Sailed through security, untouched by human hands. Plane allegedly on time. Got on plane, and it began to taxi after the usual warnings of the possibility of impending death and disaster.

Then it came to an unnerving halt, and the pilot cheerfully informed us that we were delayed for an hour due to air traffic control problems in Chicago.

Will I ever learn not to fly through (or attempt to fly through) Chicago? Especially in the winter?

Realize that delay, which ended up being more than an hour (are pilots really optimistic, or really afraid of passengers mutinying if they knew how long they were really going to be delayed?), meant that I would miss connecting flight.

But…

We got to Chicago 20 minutes before my plane was due to leave. I ran like hell from Gate B1 to Gate C10, racing through the tunnel of disco lights and scattering anyone who got in my way. Look out! It’s Sweaty Suzy in her sassyboots (when I dressed that morning, I didn’t expect to be sprinting).

I make it to…

Flight Number Two

…where I collapse, overheated and freaked, into the dreaded middle seat. On one side, there is a German guy who is already asleep and slept through the whole flight. The stewardess had to wake him up right before we landed to ask him to put his seat back up and his shoes on. He just went back to sleep. I told you, there’s one on every flight.

On the other side is an Italian guy who isn’t sleepy enough and keeps trying to buy me drinks and food (gone are the days of free booze and food in cattle class).

Seats are in the bulkhead row, though, so there’s no-one in front of me. But I have nowhere to put my carry on bags and have to persuade the stewardess to stow them in First Class. I wish she could have stowed me in First Class.

Flight left on time, more or less, but was an extra hour (almost 5 hours instead of almost 4) long due to headwinds. Felt a lot longer.

Get to repeat the process backwards tomorrow, arriving at the airport at 5 am. I hope. I think I hope.

I’m a big, fat liar, aren’t I? I didn’t expect to have computer access since I left mine at home, but I’m actually at the office, awaiting a meeting with a potential client who, yes, delayed the meeting. We were supposed to meet at 9 am, but he decided 3 pm was better. Wish I’d known before I got up at 6 to make the meeting on time. I really wish that one.

Oh, and you didn’t acually expect me to be working at the office, did you?

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6 responses so far

6 Responses to “En Route”

  1. Kathleenon 11 Jan 2005 at 5:02 am

    I absolutely hate bulkhead seats, although people prefer them, but I like having my carry-on in front of me, so that I can get to my bag of goodies. I get bored spitless sitting on a plane so I always have a multitude of things to do in my bag, and getting up and down and going into the overhead container is just a nightmare.

    How do people sleep on planes???? I want just a bit of that gene!

  2. Amberon 11 Jan 2005 at 8:14 am

    The only time I truly slept on a plane, I took a sleeping pill. And even then, it wasn’t a very nice sleep, and not for very long.

    man, I hope after this you don’t have to fly again for awhile! I think you need to spend a good weekend in the spa when you get home!

  3. Colinon 11 Jan 2005 at 2:43 pm

    AGAIN you passed up the opportunity to screw work, miss your flight in Chicago, and visit with your dear friend Colin? Shameful 😉

  4. Suzyon 11 Jan 2005 at 6:17 pm

    Colin, where ARE you? Tell me & I’ll visit, I promise!

  5. Alisonon 12 Jan 2005 at 2:16 pm

    I was so disappointed to have bulkhead seats on my recent flight (I almost typed ‘fright’) from Toronto to Paris. My carry-on was stowed about three rows behind me, and it just sucked. Although I did sleep for about two hours, oh miracle of miracles.

  6. LisaBon 13 Jan 2005 at 10:19 pm

    Ah, Chicago – land of delays…. one airport which is the hub for TWO airlines – so that virtually every flight in America gets screwed up when Chicago has problems. I was trying to get to Ottawa from Chicago once and never made it because of weather problems in Vegas ? Yeah.

    You made it though! yay!

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