Friday, April 17, 2009

Airline madness

Not sure how well blog and iPhone work together without an app, but with who knows how much time on my hands, why not try?

American airlines had cancelled all flights into SA this afternoon. After flying in from philly, I was planning for the worst. The turbulence on the first flight was by far the worst I have ever experienced. We were coming up out of our seats and banging around for the last 30 minutes of that flight. Some people got sick which caused others to get sick. It was simply awful. We landed and were then told we could not get off the plane due to severe lighting (which was very visable and loud)

We finally got off the plane and were told lots of flights had been cancelled. I ran over to baggage which directed me back to the ticketing counter. They told me I was not likely to get my bag in order to drive the last 4 hours home, but if I could run, they could get me on the last flight leaving for SA. I agreed and ran as fast as I could from c16 to the d terminal gate 34. I had to go back through security. They decided to confiscate my mini pink leatherman and without time to argue I decided not to attempt to argue with them.

I made it to d34 just as they were about to close the doors. I got to my seat only to hear the captain announce that when loading bags the mechanics had detected damage from the storm. So here we now wait on the plane. Waiting to see if the damage is reparable or if this flight will get cancelled like the rest. I am concerned about my luggage, but more concerned about making it home in one piece and before tomorrow.

SymEast was so great this week. I have to say this is the first bad thing to go wrong for me all week! Oh well. At least no one is vomiting and we are all safe and still :)

1 comment:

Jonathan said...

You make my trip home from the SEC last year look like a cake walk. That was the first time I had been in a plane where the pilot put two wheels on the ground, decided it was to dangerous to land and then gunned the engines to take off again. Sorta felt like we were trying to land on an aircraft carrier.