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Sunday, December 26, 2004
Hey Lorna! Good to see you on here! Guess what- I got a taste of your little white Christmas first hand! I left NYC on Thursday at 12:30pm and (unfortunately) flew to Cincinnati for a connecting flight to Salt Lake that never happened. We were one of the first flights into that airport after they had closed down for the storm. We got there and had to sit in the plane while they plowed out a path up to one of the few gates that wasn't already occupied. The inside of the airport was a very depressing scene. People everywhere, some who had already been there for two days, were sitting around looking sad or waiting in a massive line to try and get on another flight. When we got there, our flight was supposed to still be a go, but about the time we were supposed to board they cancelled because they didn't have a crew to fly our jet. So, we proceeded to a line of about 500 people that culminated in getting to use a phone to talk to a Delta agent who would reschedule you.
Some nice person who had already been there for a while walked past us and told us if we went to another terminal the lines were shorter, so we did that and got put on standby for the next SLC flight and then confirmed on the next flight to Las Vegas and then on to SLC. Well the next SLC flight had about 40 people in front of us on the standby screen, so obviously that wasn't going to happen. I later found out that they had people board that plane starting at about 9:00PM and they finally cancelled it at 2AM! We went to the gate for the Vegas flight, but then the gate was reassigned because the jet was frozen to the ground and to the little walkway that goes out to the jet and of course, they were out of de-icer. We went to another gate and finally got to board the plane. We were excited because it was only half full and we could sleep or whatever and it looked like we were going to finally get out of there. After sitting there for an hour, the flight attendant says, "We're ready to leave, we just don't have a pilot." Five minutes later she got on and said the flight was cancelled because there was no pilot. So, we de-planed and the gate agent tried to help us all out. She found a flight to LAX and said that we could all go get on it and it would make a stopover in Vegas for us. Yay! We go down there and get our tickets and ready to board that jet which has had people sitting on it for an hour already, but at least they had a pilot. Well, we're waiting and then the guy says sorry, we're not stopping in Vegas. Turns out the flight attendants said that if we stopped in Vegas then they weren't going to go any further than there. So, they said we could go to LAX if we wanted. I decided to do that because I knew staying at that airport was not going to be the best option and LA would have a lot more opportunities to get home. They were so fed up they just were taking any of our previous six or seven ticket stubs and said just get on the plane. We sat on it for two hours and they kept filling it with people until it was completely full. Finally at 2:30am we departed for LA and actually got into the air.
With all the time changes, we arrived in LA at 3:30am, man, this day just never ends. They have tickets there waiting for us since they knew we were coming. The ticket they gave me would have me waiting at the airport in LA for another 10 hours. NO WAY! So, I got in line to get on standby and the stupid lady says that Delta doesn't do standby. Whatever. So, I said just check me in for my flight and I'll get on standby at the gate since you don't know what you're talking about. We all had to go through security again and I finally made it through after a minor incident where they wanted me to take off my shoes and I didn't want to. I can't believe that there are more people arrested at the security gates on Christmas Eve. We finally got through and I layed down on the floor in front a gate that had an earlier flight to SLC. Eventually, I got on but was number 4 on the list. Luckily, I was the last person they allowed on that flight and so I made it back to Salt Lake by 1pm. Then of course, they had no idea where any of our luggage was since we changed flights so many times and we had to stand in line one more time to let them know our luggage was lost.
I finally got home to Pocatello at about 5pm on Christmas Eve. I got to have a nice dinner with my family, although I was quite tired. We had a nice Christmas day and it pained me to see the reports on the news about all the Comair flights cancelled in Cincinnati. There are still people there who have been there for 4 days now. Around 5pm Christmas day, I got a call from the airport saying that my bag had made it. I don't know how, but I was definitely lucky.
Yeah, so that was my exciting 30 hour adventure coming home for Christmas. No offense Lorna, but I'm just so glad I'm didn't get to spend my Christmas in Cincinnati!
Casey
Some nice person who had already been there for a while walked past us and told us if we went to another terminal the lines were shorter, so we did that and got put on standby for the next SLC flight and then confirmed on the next flight to Las Vegas and then on to SLC. Well the next SLC flight had about 40 people in front of us on the standby screen, so obviously that wasn't going to happen. I later found out that they had people board that plane starting at about 9:00PM and they finally cancelled it at 2AM! We went to the gate for the Vegas flight, but then the gate was reassigned because the jet was frozen to the ground and to the little walkway that goes out to the jet and of course, they were out of de-icer. We went to another gate and finally got to board the plane. We were excited because it was only half full and we could sleep or whatever and it looked like we were going to finally get out of there. After sitting there for an hour, the flight attendant says, "We're ready to leave, we just don't have a pilot." Five minutes later she got on and said the flight was cancelled because there was no pilot. So, we de-planed and the gate agent tried to help us all out. She found a flight to LAX and said that we could all go get on it and it would make a stopover in Vegas for us. Yay! We go down there and get our tickets and ready to board that jet which has had people sitting on it for an hour already, but at least they had a pilot. Well, we're waiting and then the guy says sorry, we're not stopping in Vegas. Turns out the flight attendants said that if we stopped in Vegas then they weren't going to go any further than there. So, they said we could go to LAX if we wanted. I decided to do that because I knew staying at that airport was not going to be the best option and LA would have a lot more opportunities to get home. They were so fed up they just were taking any of our previous six or seven ticket stubs and said just get on the plane. We sat on it for two hours and they kept filling it with people until it was completely full. Finally at 2:30am we departed for LA and actually got into the air.
With all the time changes, we arrived in LA at 3:30am, man, this day just never ends. They have tickets there waiting for us since they knew we were coming. The ticket they gave me would have me waiting at the airport in LA for another 10 hours. NO WAY! So, I got in line to get on standby and the stupid lady says that Delta doesn't do standby. Whatever. So, I said just check me in for my flight and I'll get on standby at the gate since you don't know what you're talking about. We all had to go through security again and I finally made it through after a minor incident where they wanted me to take off my shoes and I didn't want to. I can't believe that there are more people arrested at the security gates on Christmas Eve. We finally got through and I layed down on the floor in front a gate that had an earlier flight to SLC. Eventually, I got on but was number 4 on the list. Luckily, I was the last person they allowed on that flight and so I made it back to Salt Lake by 1pm. Then of course, they had no idea where any of our luggage was since we changed flights so many times and we had to stand in line one more time to let them know our luggage was lost.
I finally got home to Pocatello at about 5pm on Christmas Eve. I got to have a nice dinner with my family, although I was quite tired. We had a nice Christmas day and it pained me to see the reports on the news about all the Comair flights cancelled in Cincinnati. There are still people there who have been there for 4 days now. Around 5pm Christmas day, I got a call from the airport saying that my bag had made it. I don't know how, but I was definitely lucky.
Yeah, so that was my exciting 30 hour adventure coming home for Christmas. No offense Lorna, but I'm just so glad I'm didn't get to spend my Christmas in Cincinnati!
Casey
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