In the Canal Café, friends play one upmanship with aircraft stories.
Kathy: Three hours? Bit long. Reminds me of the time I was on a flight out of Chicago to LA and there were thunderstorms and we were kept waiting for FIVE HOURS.
Noriko: And you couldn’t get off?
Kathy: They gave us a choice. We could disembark and come back the next day. Or stay on and wait.
Noriko: You waited.
Kathy: I waited. And waited. And waited some more. Finally we got away but then we got in to LA at 3 in the morning and I had phone my husband to come and get me and he drove in for two hours and then we drove home for two hours. That was a bad one.
Noriko: I was stuck once for EIGHT HOURS.
Noriko: There was nowhere to go. I was in China.
Kathy: They let you off?
Noriko: They were waiting for the weather to clear. After eight hours we took off.
Kathy: How long was the flight?
Noriko: 45 minutes.
I used to be afraid of flying. These days, with the delays, I’m more afraid of getting on an aircraft and NOT flying.