Sunday, November 21, 2010
Paris 1: We're AT THE AIRPORT
On the flightline in Minneapolis, waiting to take off for Paris, after
1. We were moved from our initial Milwaukee-Minneapolis flight to a Milwaukee-Cincinnati flight because of weight and balance issues with the Minneapolis flight, requiring that our checked bag be pulled from plane #1,
2. We boarded the MKE-Cincy flight, only to deplane 30 minutes later because the door wouldn’t close properly,
3. We got on the next MKE-Minneapolis flight, which circled around Minneapolis a few times waiting to land,
4. Rushing to the fancy lounge in the Minneapolis airport to try to find something to eat in the ten minutes we had before our Paris flight boarded and discovering that the fancy lounge was being remodeled and our only food options were bad processed cheese, bad crackers, Red Delicious apples (does anyone really eat those cardboard atrocities any more?), nuts and Nutella (Nutella would have been fine if I had wanted a snack but I wanted real food)
5. Running back to the Paris gate only to have to wait for the flight from Canada to deplane at our gate,
6. Pushing back from the gate only to hear the pilot say that the tug had stalled and they needed a tow truck, only the tow truck couldn’t move the tug because the wheels of the tug had locked and a tug that is heavy enough to push a plane is also too heavy for a pickup trip with a winch,
We had this dialogue:
Pilot: Ladies and gentlemen, if you’ll look to the right of the aircraft, you’ll see some police cars with the lights flashing. They’re escorting the busses carrying the Green Bay Packers. The Packers just beat the Vikings. [pause] Which is probably why they have a police escort.
Flight attendant, in her French translation: Mesdames et messeurs, the police are over there. They are with the American football team that calls itself “The Green Bay Packers.” They have just been victorious in a game of football here.