Friday, March 04, 2011

Airport Appreciation

It was to have been a quick trip. Two-thirds of a day traveling on Saturday (because we were going against the sun), an evening, a day (Sunday) and a morning in Kansas City, and a half-a-day traveling back to SFO on Monday (this time going with the sun).

And, I suppose, it was a quick trip. We left when we should (more or less) and we arrived back when we should (also more or less).

But it was all the time in between when the wheels came off the wagon - and where I learned a new phrase, the one serving as title for this post, "Airport appreciation".

We heard it as we took a shuttle from a hotel to an airport at a very early hour on Sunday morning. Two pilots were talking and I overheard,

"I had about three hours 'airport appreciation' yesterday," said one.

"That's happening a lot more lately," the other replied, "sitting around, going nowhere."

Tell me about it. We weren't supposed to be anywhere near an airport on Sunday morning, early or otherwise. But there we were.

The plane for the connecting flight on Saturday, in Chicago, broke down ("some mechanical difficulties", they said), so the flight was cancelled. Not to worry, there was another two flights. The first of which was already full, but we were booked (boarding passes and everything) on the second. The only fly in the ointment - the flight we were to be on didn't leave for another five and a half hours (or so).

Five and a half hours at the gate? No. Not doing that. Not, not, not.

As it turns out, we were fortunate enough to have the means to step into the American Airlines Admirals Club® for the day. It has a "Quiet Room" - no cell phones (well, no talking on them anyway) and a general air of quiet - no loud voices, good chairs.

It was like being in church, you didn't want to talk above a whisper!

We spent many hours there Saturday - even got some food later in the evening. There were display panels showing flight information, so we could watch as the flight got more and more delayed.

Finally we went to the gate. This was now around 10:00 PM. And waited, and waited, and waited…

From time to time a new departure time would be posted. Worse yet, my phone would ring  and a bright voice would announce the new time. And the time would pass (the bright voice neglected to mention this).

The flight had been diverted, but it finally left there and was in the air, en route to us! Cheers all round. Well almost. The woman beside me, who had just flown in that day from London, said, "The crew…". I told her to be quiet.

"You know what I was going to say, don't you?" she countered.

"La, la, la, I can't hear you," said I. I was a little loopy by this time.

The plane landed, the passengers disembarked. And the crew left. They had passed over, through, by the number of hours they were legally allowed to fly.

A big surprise to the staff at the gate (something I yet don't understand).

"I told you," said the Londoner.

It was now 1:00 AM on Sunday. Flights were booked for the following day. Hotel vouchers were distributed. The hotel was 20 minutes away - on a good day. We watched the (small) shuttle fill three times before patience snapped. We took a different shuttle to a different hotel (one three minutes away from the airport).

We got to bed sometime after 2:00.

Back to the airport later that morning, listening to flight crews talk of "airport appreciation".

We made it to Kansas City with minimal delay that morning - though we had to cancel the breakfast we had arranged with friends, and push our meeting that afternoon back an hour.

Oh, and one other thing. Our luggage wasn't on the flight with us.

It turned up after midnight Sunday evening. Cell phone chargers were all in the one checked bag - so our phones had died sometime Sunday.

It was good to get back to the Bay Area Monday, let me tell you.

10 comments:

  1. Oh, GROAN! What an awful set of circumstances, which, unfortunately, seem to be happening more and more. I hadn't heard the term 'airport appreciation' before.
    At least the story made for a good blog post. :)

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  2. We hadn't heard the term either, Laura. The tone was a wonder for the ears - even at 6:something in the morning. :)

    And yes, at least the story above came out of it. Not all was lost.

    One other thing came from it, the first evidence of a span comment on my blog. From a company suggesting that I should consider chartering a business jet. Cheap! - or so they suggest. Well, I suppose, after winning the lottery I might consider it.

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  3. So...what does it say about my blog when I get sex ad spams?? O.o

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  4. Sorry Laura, I'm afraid I daren't comment on that. :D

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  5. I love traveling. I hate airports. There's no where more boring, stressful, and tedious. I feel bad for all your hours wasted there.

    Jai

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  6. "Airport Appreciation," that's a new term for me but, having recently experienced an, err...interesting time at Heathrow in London, it's a phrase I may have to borrow. At least your airline seemed to, ventually, step up and see to things while you waited, I'm still waiting to hear from mine, and I've been back home a week. The sooner teleportation becomes a realistic technology the better!

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  7. @Jai - looking back on it, all I can do now is shrug. It is what it is (or was what it was). But, not so much fun going through it - so am not planning on travelling anyway where anytime soon!

    @Sam - it was a new term foe me too (I hope not to have the opportunity to use it again soon). I know Heathrow well, and wold not relish spending an ...interesting... time there at all. Yes - "Beam me up", the only way to fly!

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  8. Never heard that term before, but it's something alright!

    Although I guess it's a good thing to think of it as appreciating being in an airport as opposed to your plane breaking in half, crashing somewhere on an island where "the others" might find you and do horrible things to you while a smoke monster tries to... okay that's enough "Lost" reference I guess :P

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  9. Airports can certainly be an exercise in patience!! Found you from the A-Z Challenge, it sounds like it’s going to be so much fun (with a bit of stress thrown in) and I can’t wait to get started!! I’m now following your blog on GFC and I hope you have a chance to check out my blog.
    Monica
    http://oldermommystillyummy.blogspot.com/

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  10. @estrella - thank you for the "Lost" reference. Never saw the program, but I guessed. And yes, sitting in a airport is better - just! :)

    @Monica - the A-Z Challenge should be fun. I do NaNoWriMo, so I'm hoping this will be a little less stressful. I'll be happy to check out your blog.

    Best wishes for the challenge

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