I'm back...
Aug. 20th, 2004 11:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesI guess I stayed in Boston just long enough for the karmic sledgehammers to hit me in the ass on the way out. To wit:
I was supposed to leave Boston at 1:20 PM. Turns out the flight was overbooked, and they asked for a volunteer to be bumped to the next flight. Hell, says I, I'm not in a screaming rush, and maybe I can use the free ticket at Thanksgiving. So I volunteer, get bumped, call up the shuttle service at the Akron airport, and settle in to wait until the next flight at 6:25 PM.
Come along about 5:50, and they put us on the plane. Random stragglers keep arriving for about fifteen minutes after the plane is mostly full. We pull back from the gate and taxi out to the runway, winding up in the middle of a line of about 15 planes going to various runways. While the planes ahead of us are taking off, I notice there are Big Black Ugly Clouds sneaking up on the airport. It gets to be our turn to take off, and suddenly we're moseying halfway down the runway and wind up parked somewhere completely different. The thunderstorms are coming in from the direction we have to go out in. The pilot tells us the tower has suspended all westbound flights until the thunderstorms pass through, "about ten minutes".
An hour and a half later, we finally take off (accompanied by cheers from the firefighters' convention we seem to have on board). We land in Akron an hour and twenty minutes after we were supposed to, and find that it's pouring rain and 65 degrees out. I've experienced smoother landings in small planes; I don't know if the rain screwed up the pilot's judgement of distances or what, but we landed with a rather large bump.
Anyway, the shuttle service driver was waiting for me, and the ride back here went fine, and nobody broke in while I was gone. (I rather thought I was being needlessly paranoid, but oh well.)
Tomorrow I have to do laundry and grocery shopping and all that fun stuff. Now, I'm going to bed.
I was supposed to leave Boston at 1:20 PM. Turns out the flight was overbooked, and they asked for a volunteer to be bumped to the next flight. Hell, says I, I'm not in a screaming rush, and maybe I can use the free ticket at Thanksgiving. So I volunteer, get bumped, call up the shuttle service at the Akron airport, and settle in to wait until the next flight at 6:25 PM.
Come along about 5:50, and they put us on the plane. Random stragglers keep arriving for about fifteen minutes after the plane is mostly full. We pull back from the gate and taxi out to the runway, winding up in the middle of a line of about 15 planes going to various runways. While the planes ahead of us are taking off, I notice there are Big Black Ugly Clouds sneaking up on the airport. It gets to be our turn to take off, and suddenly we're moseying halfway down the runway and wind up parked somewhere completely different. The thunderstorms are coming in from the direction we have to go out in. The pilot tells us the tower has suspended all westbound flights until the thunderstorms pass through, "about ten minutes".
An hour and a half later, we finally take off (accompanied by cheers from the firefighters' convention we seem to have on board). We land in Akron an hour and twenty minutes after we were supposed to, and find that it's pouring rain and 65 degrees out. I've experienced smoother landings in small planes; I don't know if the rain screwed up the pilot's judgement of distances or what, but we landed with a rather large bump.
Anyway, the shuttle service driver was waiting for me, and the ride back here went fine, and nobody broke in while I was gone. (I rather thought I was being needlessly paranoid, but oh well.)
Tomorrow I have to do laundry and grocery shopping and all that fun stuff. Now, I'm going to bed.
