Travel Hell: Part Gazillion
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ellefliesAbout an hour after my last post I got the call and was told to be down in the lobby in 30 minutes to leave for Dallas. Not an easy task but doable and all for the sake of getting home.
We got the troops into Dallas at 11 PM and the USO did a fantastic job of getting a crowd of people out there that late to welcome them home. I'm pretty sure the military put them up in hotels rather then just leave them to camp out in the airport.
What this post is really about though is not the military, it's about what happened going home.
So work has this whole kick going where they commercial us to and from New York on non-direct routes because it's CHEAPER.
We left the hotel at 11 am to check in for our 12:30 flight on AirTran via Atlanta. The first leg went fine although our connection time in Atlanta was only 15 minutes.
For the record: I hate running in airports. I ESPECIALLY hate running in airports in high heels. I always feel like I'm going to trip and break my neck.
We made it though, everyone was loaded onto the plane ready to go when it happened again. The freaking plane broke! Fortunately since AirTran is quite a bit bigger then my company and we were located at their hub they were able to find another plane and two hours later we were back on our way.
The flight was originally supposed to get into New York at 6:30 PM, so okay it would be two hours delayed: JUST AS LONG AS WE GET THERE RIGHT?
WRONG. Massive lighting storms in New York, so what was supposed to be a two hour flight ended up being a two hour flight with an hour and a half of circling over the New York area waiting for the holds on LaGuardia to be lifted. Every 30 minutes the Captain would come on the PA and say something like "well, Ladies and Gentleman, they've given us another 30 minute hold."
It finally got to the point that when ATC called in with another hold the Pilots had to divert to Baltimore since there wasn't enough fuel to keep circling. We landed in Baltimore. Of course the airport was closed, security was gone and there was nowhere to get food so we just stayed on the plane. For another hour and a half.
We did finally manage to get to New York (OMG FINALLY) and I walked into my Crash Pad at 12:30 at night.
IT WAS A MISERABLE EXPERIENCE.
I had a Chocolate Caramel Apple with me that I was saving for today but I walked into the Crash Pad so miserable I caved and ate it last night. And I ate that bad boy like I was 5 years old. I do believe I ended up with caramel and chocolate all over my face. It was wonderful and made me feel better. Comfort food solves so many issues.
We got the troops into Dallas at 11 PM and the USO did a fantastic job of getting a crowd of people out there that late to welcome them home. I'm pretty sure the military put them up in hotels rather then just leave them to camp out in the airport.
What this post is really about though is not the military, it's about what happened going home.
So work has this whole kick going where they commercial us to and from New York on non-direct routes because it's CHEAPER.
We left the hotel at 11 am to check in for our 12:30 flight on AirTran via Atlanta. The first leg went fine although our connection time in Atlanta was only 15 minutes.
For the record: I hate running in airports. I ESPECIALLY hate running in airports in high heels. I always feel like I'm going to trip and break my neck.
We made it though, everyone was loaded onto the plane ready to go when it happened again. The freaking plane broke! Fortunately since AirTran is quite a bit bigger then my company and we were located at their hub they were able to find another plane and two hours later we were back on our way.
The flight was originally supposed to get into New York at 6:30 PM, so okay it would be two hours delayed: JUST AS LONG AS WE GET THERE RIGHT?
WRONG. Massive lighting storms in New York, so what was supposed to be a two hour flight ended up being a two hour flight with an hour and a half of circling over the New York area waiting for the holds on LaGuardia to be lifted. Every 30 minutes the Captain would come on the PA and say something like "well, Ladies and Gentleman, they've given us another 30 minute hold."
It finally got to the point that when ATC called in with another hold the Pilots had to divert to Baltimore since there wasn't enough fuel to keep circling. We landed in Baltimore. Of course the airport was closed, security was gone and there was nowhere to get food so we just stayed on the plane. For another hour and a half.
We did finally manage to get to New York (OMG FINALLY) and I walked into my Crash Pad at 12:30 at night.
IT WAS A MISERABLE EXPERIENCE.
I had a Chocolate Caramel Apple with me that I was saving for today but I walked into the Crash Pad so miserable I caved and ate it last night. And I ate that bad boy like I was 5 years old. I do believe I ended up with caramel and chocolate all over my face. It was wonderful and made me feel better. Comfort food solves so many issues.
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Date: 2009-08-19 08:36 pm (UTC)Poor you! *massive hugs*
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Date: 2009-08-19 08:39 pm (UTC)And then work calls this morning wanting to know if I'll pick up a trip. HELL TO THE NO. I need recovery time from that fiasco.
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Date: 2009-08-19 08:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-19 09:47 pm (UTC)Oh, wait.
As for the "weather" did you actually verify it was real weather problems? And not bullshit reasonings, as we learned from "Air Tran Sucks!" posts of the past. ;) You mean you didn't love running from Concourse X to Concourse Y with the throngs of passengers? Why ever not?
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Date: 2009-08-19 09:49 pm (UTC)Fortunately, we got to skip the running back and forth.
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Date: 2009-08-19 09:51 pm (UTC)You're really lucky. Have you ridden the Hartsfield train?
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Date: 2009-08-19 09:53 pm (UTC)And if you're referring to that train that runs in the airport, then I have. YEARS ago though.
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Date: 2009-08-19 09:56 pm (UTC)Yeah, it's not MARTA, but the airport train. Dude, that thing is badass...except when it starts and stops. It's fun times, though.
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Date: 2009-08-19 10:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-19 10:54 pm (UTC)Do I need to wrap YOU up in bubblewrap now? *hugs so much*
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Date: 2009-08-19 11:57 pm (UTC)OMG I can't wait to see you guys this weekend.
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Date: 2009-08-19 11:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-20 02:41 pm (UTC)Any airport after everything is closed = do not want. (I once huddled in Newark until the Amtrak finally started running at 6 am.)
Sending good karma your way!