Is it just boring at this point to report that this morning’s flight to Missoula is delayed one and a half hours (so far)?
Tell you what. From here on out, I will only post if our flight is on time. Otherwise, assume we are experiencing what now appears to be “the usual.”
At least we are [...]
NEver mind those theories.
“We’ve been released and should be on our way shortly.”
12:40 p.m.
From the flight deck: “ATC is aware of our situation [i.e., that the pilots will need their milk, cookies and naps soon] and we have priority over other flights on the east coast.”
The crew’s “flight day” runs out in 50 minutes. Maybe the actual flight time doesn’t count as part of the “flight day,” [...]
12 p.m., EDT
No word from the flight deck yet, but the delay has allowed A. to complete the rabbit she was knitting for Grace’s christening present.
Actually, she still needs to finish the tail, but that require scissors, which, of course, no one is allowed to have on a plane.
At least, however inconvenient this is, we [...]
As I type, A. and I are sitting on United Flight 487, which in turn is sitting on the runway at Philadelphia International Airport. Our destination is O’Hare Airport in Chicago, where we had hoped to attend our niece Grace’s christening today. We actually planned to be a little late, but a member of the [...]
This was it, the move to Montana from Baltimore. We loaded the U-Pack trailer over the weekend, spent a sleepless night on a leaking air mattress, and got up Tuesday before dawn to catch our 7:30 a.m. flight from Thurgood Marshall-Baltimore Washington International Airport. I called a cab while A. drugged Zuzu the cat and [...]
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I arrive at BWI at nine a.m. for a ten a.m. flight. If I’d had any bags to check, this would have been a mistake: there are easily two hundred people waiting in the line for check-in with baggage at the Southwest counter. Bagless, I can duck into a separate “line” (actually, there’s no one [...]
The morning was no fun. We were both tired and reluctant to rise, because of said tiredness and also because rising meant packing and saying goodbye. But A.’s airport shuttle would leave at seven and we eventually accepted the inevitable. While we gathered her things, I turned on NPR on the radio. I did this [...]
Awakened by loud knocks at nine a.m. You rent rooms in these places and everyone just wants to come in. We told the maid to come back later and hung out the “Do Not Disturb” sign for a little more sleep but the spell was broken so we headed downstairs for breakfast. The Sheraton offers [...]
On our second morning at the Dauphine Orleans, we bestirred ourselves in time to go down to the breakfast lounge together. A. made waffles while I hovered over and then secured an outside table by the pool, as soon as it was abandoned by a European-looking man chain-smoking cigarettes with very long, white filters. I [...]