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I'm baaaack!
Mar. 27th, 2007 08:53 pmBack home from Arizona and Giants spring training. Whew! Here's the short version.
Thursday -- the flight from Sacramento to Phoenix started out well. We knew that there had been rain over the Phoenix area. What we didn't know was that the folks there were going to actually shut down the place around the time we were ready to land. We circled the runway for a while. Then the pilot comes on the PA and tells us we're going to Las Vegas to refuel.
So we land in Vegas, refuel, and wait to hear from Phoenix that things have calmed down enough that they'll let the planes land. Meanwhile there's some bitchy woman in the back with her husband and kid complaining that she wants something to drink (insinuating that it should be something alcoholic) and blah blah blah. Finally we get the call that our window has opened up, so we go and sit in line out on the tarmac. The woman bitches some more. At some point, either she calls or has the flight attendant call 911 for who knows what reason. We have to go back to the gate so the medics can check the wanker out. She storms off the plane and, according to what I overheard from the flight attendant, refused medical attention. Thanks to her, we lose our place in line, lose the window in Phoenix and have to wait about another two hours to take off.
When we finally get in at about 7 (we were supposed to land at 3) it is pouring rain. Our checked luggage is soaked by the time it gets to us. We have to wait in line close to 45 minutes for our rental car. We sorta get lost on the way to the hotel because there's construction all over the place. When we make it there, it's raining even more. The rooms are suites but they're all accessed from outside staircases. We were all pretty much drenched by the time we hauled our baggage up to the third floor.
By that time it was around 9:45. The hotel stops room service at 9:30. After a little hysterical stressed-out screaming, we located a Domino's pizza. Bless you, Domino's delivery man.
( Everything else cut for length... )
Thursday -- the flight from Sacramento to Phoenix started out well. We knew that there had been rain over the Phoenix area. What we didn't know was that the folks there were going to actually shut down the place around the time we were ready to land. We circled the runway for a while. Then the pilot comes on the PA and tells us we're going to Las Vegas to refuel.
So we land in Vegas, refuel, and wait to hear from Phoenix that things have calmed down enough that they'll let the planes land. Meanwhile there's some bitchy woman in the back with her husband and kid complaining that she wants something to drink (insinuating that it should be something alcoholic) and blah blah blah. Finally we get the call that our window has opened up, so we go and sit in line out on the tarmac. The woman bitches some more. At some point, either she calls or has the flight attendant call 911 for who knows what reason. We have to go back to the gate so the medics can check the wanker out. She storms off the plane and, according to what I overheard from the flight attendant, refused medical attention. Thanks to her, we lose our place in line, lose the window in Phoenix and have to wait about another two hours to take off.
When we finally get in at about 7 (we were supposed to land at 3) it is pouring rain. Our checked luggage is soaked by the time it gets to us. We have to wait in line close to 45 minutes for our rental car. We sorta get lost on the way to the hotel because there's construction all over the place. When we make it there, it's raining even more. The rooms are suites but they're all accessed from outside staircases. We were all pretty much drenched by the time we hauled our baggage up to the third floor.
By that time it was around 9:45. The hotel stops room service at 9:30. After a little hysterical stressed-out screaming, we located a Domino's pizza. Bless you, Domino's delivery man.
( Everything else cut for length... )
