home... nice, really nice
Nov. 30th, 2002 07:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisIt was heaven to wake up in my own bed with Jake and Betty. I'm still on east coast time so I got up early. I have three days to get back in the swing of the west coast so no biggie.
So, my flight from Charleston to Charlotte was fairly uneventful. Charlotte has built a new wing on their airport. And, apparently, they have arranged the schedule so that you always land a good 3 counties away from where your connecting flight is boarding. Man, that's one heck of a walk.
The flight to Charlotte and the one to Seattle were both packed pretty much to the gills. I was sitting 2 rows behind the bulkhead seats. There was a little troop of 3 - 2 women and a guy - people of the mid-20 age bracket sitting in the bulkhead seats across the aisle. They didn't appear to know each other but bonded immediately and loudly.
The flight attendant didn't catch on too quickly and happily served them beer and screwdrivers until the woman across the aisle from me complained about the noise and the people around me joined in. I would have added my vote, but I wasn't needed.
The flight attendant told them nicely to keep it down.
The above two paragraphs were repeated about every 30 minutes for the next 4 hours.
Then, the head flight attendant took over and told them to be quiet. They gave her some lip and the fight was on. It was a good one. There were several pilots in first class - catching a ride - and they joined in.
As we taxied into our parking space the pilot came on and said that there would be a short delay in deplaning because the plane was being met by the police. Dead silence.
The head flight attendant positioned herself just behind the idiots and stood there. One of them started to get up and she said 'SIT!' and that was the end of that.
You know how when you roll up to the gate, there's that sensation when you know the plane has stopped - one second before they click off the seat belt sign? When that sensation hits, there are a thousand clicks. Not this time. There was no sound at all.
The police came on board - the kids still had some attitude they hadn't used yet so they did. One of the girls told the policeman to get her suitcase out of the overhead bin. They took her out without her suitcase. As soon as they cleared the plane, there was a round of applause.
Quite exciting. And the whole time I was thinking "cool! This is really![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kyrielle level LJ entry material!!" I felt like I should thank the idiots.
So, my flight from Charleston to Charlotte was fairly uneventful. Charlotte has built a new wing on their airport. And, apparently, they have arranged the schedule so that you always land a good 3 counties away from where your connecting flight is boarding. Man, that's one heck of a walk.
The flight to Charlotte and the one to Seattle were both packed pretty much to the gills. I was sitting 2 rows behind the bulkhead seats. There was a little troop of 3 - 2 women and a guy - people of the mid-20 age bracket sitting in the bulkhead seats across the aisle. They didn't appear to know each other but bonded immediately and loudly.
The flight attendant didn't catch on too quickly and happily served them beer and screwdrivers until the woman across the aisle from me complained about the noise and the people around me joined in. I would have added my vote, but I wasn't needed.
The flight attendant told them nicely to keep it down.
The above two paragraphs were repeated about every 30 minutes for the next 4 hours.
Then, the head flight attendant took over and told them to be quiet. They gave her some lip and the fight was on. It was a good one. There were several pilots in first class - catching a ride - and they joined in.
As we taxied into our parking space the pilot came on and said that there would be a short delay in deplaning because the plane was being met by the police. Dead silence.
The head flight attendant positioned herself just behind the idiots and stood there. One of them started to get up and she said 'SIT!' and that was the end of that.
You know how when you roll up to the gate, there's that sensation when you know the plane has stopped - one second before they click off the seat belt sign? When that sensation hits, there are a thousand clicks. Not this time. There was no sound at all.
The police came on board - the kids still had some attitude they hadn't used yet so they did. One of the girls told the policeman to get her suitcase out of the overhead bin. They took her out without her suitcase. As soon as they cleared the plane, there was a round of applause.
Quite exciting. And the whole time I was thinking "cool! This is really
kyrielle level LJ entry material!!" I felt like I should thank the idiots.