Having braved the snow storm, I white knuckled it to the airport. Half an eye was on my phone as I anticipated a cancellation or delay notice. None was forthcoming.
The ramp was as jammed as I have ever seen it, the lines longer than I’ve experienced at this time of the day. Where’s everyone going?!?
So, I arrived at my gate while they were boarding my zone.
The boarding process has been smooth, which suggests to me that there aren’t many rookies.
MASSIVE DELAY as they deice and close runway and deice again.
Connection? I don’t think so.
We been sitting in a 90F cabin for over an hour.
As this becomes more and more irritating I’ve switched from the 13 Hours in Benghazi soundtrack to Lute Music in Rome at the Time of Caravaggio.
Finally some AC. It was getting brutal in here.
Are you kidding?
A few more minutes and we’ll be haulin’ the mail!