The One About Return Flights
Dec. 30th, 2007 08:35 pm(The start to the day wasn't great, either. I was made to go to church today with my sister and her family and was treated to my all time favorite reading - you know, the one that defines a happy family as one where the wife is subordinate to the husband, while the husband just has to be "nice" to her, whatever "nice" means. Until then, I was actually not minding the singing and stuff, though the ritualistic nature of the Roman Catholic church still sets my nerves on edge.)
I've never not had a return flight suck. Today was no exception. After a long week ending with an overwhelming family gathering (everyone showed this year, so there were...40? of us there, not counting my sister in law's parents, who showed up for reasons I still haven't figured out), I was ready to get home.
Naturally, this was easier in concept than actual execution. I got to the airport in plenty of time, only had about a 25 minute wait at the gate. Then we got on the plane and sat. And sat and sat and sat some more. Why, you ask? Was it the weather? No. Technical difficulties? Uh uh. Abnormal levels of flights all set to leave at once? Nope.
They loaded us on the plane before they'd even unloaded the prior flight's luggage, which meant we had to sit around waiting for that, and then for them to load our luggage. That made absolutely no sense to me as it happened, and it still doesn't! We had a large number of children on the flight, a treat on any flight but those poor babies were getting really irritable by the time we finally backed away from the gate. An hour of waiting, if anyone wants to know.
Also of note - for that whole hour, the woman next to me was asleep. Not a big deal, you'd think, right? HAH! She snored very loudly the entire time. It was bad enough I was stuck in the fucking middle seat, but to sit next to a lumpy middle-aged person who snored into my ear for AN HOUR really made me miserable.
She slept pretty much the whole way, encroaching on my personal space all the while.
The flight crew was also one of the worst I've ever seen. Talk about a bunch of unfriendly, unhelpful individuals. I don't think I saw one of them smile the whole flight. If they had to fly next to a snoring person who flopped over onto their seat all the time, I could really understand the lack of smiles. I know that was SO not the case.
More (maybe) about the actual time away later. Right now I'm super tired.
I've never not had a return flight suck. Today was no exception. After a long week ending with an overwhelming family gathering (everyone showed this year, so there were...40? of us there, not counting my sister in law's parents, who showed up for reasons I still haven't figured out), I was ready to get home.
Naturally, this was easier in concept than actual execution. I got to the airport in plenty of time, only had about a 25 minute wait at the gate. Then we got on the plane and sat. And sat and sat and sat some more. Why, you ask? Was it the weather? No. Technical difficulties? Uh uh. Abnormal levels of flights all set to leave at once? Nope.
They loaded us on the plane before they'd even unloaded the prior flight's luggage, which meant we had to sit around waiting for that, and then for them to load our luggage. That made absolutely no sense to me as it happened, and it still doesn't! We had a large number of children on the flight, a treat on any flight but those poor babies were getting really irritable by the time we finally backed away from the gate. An hour of waiting, if anyone wants to know.
Also of note - for that whole hour, the woman next to me was asleep. Not a big deal, you'd think, right? HAH! She snored very loudly the entire time. It was bad enough I was stuck in the fucking middle seat, but to sit next to a lumpy middle-aged person who snored into my ear for AN HOUR really made me miserable.
She slept pretty much the whole way, encroaching on my personal space all the while.
The flight crew was also one of the worst I've ever seen. Talk about a bunch of unfriendly, unhelpful individuals. I don't think I saw one of them smile the whole flight. If they had to fly next to a snoring person who flopped over onto their seat all the time, I could really understand the lack of smiles. I know that was SO not the case.
More (maybe) about the actual time away later. Right now I'm super tired.