Tonight, Jodi and I returned from Connecticut (and the last of our holiday travel). We experienced the most improbable flight ever.
- we arrived at the airport and had a lovely meal inside security.
- a promised snow storm didn’t hit until very shortly before our plane left the gate
- even with de-icing, the plane departed on time
- the flight was, at most, 2/3 full and the flight attendants tried to shuffle people to more comfortable seats
- after each having 1 rum and coke, we settled into the flight. It got a bit bumpy toward the middle, and Jodi’s stomach got a little upset. When she rang for a flight attendant, to ask for ginger ale, the flight attendants raced from each end of the plane to be the first to serve her. They each assumed we wanted another round of rum and coke. We had to disappoint them.
- We had a lovely chat with the flight attendants, who were in a bubbly and entertaining mood
- the flight landed AHEAD of schedule and had a short taxi to the gate
- we de-planed very quickly.
- our bags were WAITING for us on the conveyor, just minutes after we arrived at the gate
- the shuttle to long-term parking was waiting for us when we got to the curb
- we were the second drop-off in the parking lot and got out of the airport without a hitch
This is never likely to happen in my lifetime again. I was so young.
