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June 2, 2011

f is for flying… and failure

Good Gravy! All I wanted was to fly to and from Michigan with little or no difficulty! I wanted to spend yesterday tip-tapping at my laptop, writing up my monthly review of books I read, finish reading The Last American Man, and eventually end up in Boston.

Oh no. No, no, no, no, no.

A week ago, a handful of hours after I made this humble request to the airline gods, I was delayed in the Baltimore airport for four extra hours. I was already at the airport for three full hours before my plane was scheduled to leave. I was dropped off at my first flight almost three hours before take-off.

I didn’t get to my parents’ house until after 10 p.m. that night. I was groggy, woke up groggy the next day and therefore let my hairdresser leave me practically bald!

Okay, that picture gives it away. I did make it home at the end of this story. But hold on. Rewind. I spent almost 8 hours at the Baltimore airport on Wednesday, May 25th. I revisited BWI yesterday at about 3:40. I boarded my connection at 4:25…

… and after weather, air traffic issues, a medical emergency, more weather, and something about how pilots aren’t supposed to work for more than 12 hours a day or whatever, we deplaned at 8:30 p.m. and my flight was cancelled.


Ugh. I can’t tell this story anymore. If I did, it would contain the following plot points:

  • Rescheduled flights for 6:30 a.m.
  • Waiting an hour for a hotel shuttle to accommodate me.
  • Dropping 80 bucks on a hotel room that I inhabited for about 5 hours.
  • Sleeping for less than 4.
  • A hotel coupon that promised 24-hour on-demand shuttle to the airport… yeah…
  • Reserved 4 a.m. taxi cabs who didn’t take their deadlines very seriously.
  • Intensely long lines to check baggage and go through security.
  • Eating nothing but McDonalds and airline peanuts for nearly 24 hours.

and, yes, eventually landing in Boston this morning at 8 a.m. after a perfect flight, to be picked up by my boyfriend who was home on a “Tornado Day.”

I’m back. I survived. The Lord of the Flights has seriously got it out for me.

I will blog about books on the morrow.

Michigan was fun, but it feels good to be back with two feet on the ground.