Man is not meant to be confined in an awkward position for 9 hours. I do not care how many episodes of Friends they show you, it just plane (pun intended) stinks. Luckily we all slept a bit so the 9 hours went by just like 9 hours.
Our plane took off late so when we got to the ATL we were running around like headless chickens trying to get through customs and get to our gate. The beauty of the whole thing is there are no screens in the customs area to tell you about your connecting flight. So after running around like idiots we get out of customs to find our flight delayed an hour. Apparently a cloud came near Atlanta and Delta grounded all flights. So we waited at the airport with the 8 billion other people whose flights were delayed or canceled. We finally got on our overbooked flight and headed for home.
Our plane pulled up to the closest gate to baggage claim at JIA. This is a bad sign. Your wait at baggage is inversely proportional to the proximity of your plane to baggage claim. This does not include the 35 minute prerequisite waiting period. So after about 50 minutes our bags finally came. I am pretty sure this was a new speed record for them. Unions sure are great!
Humidity. Paper-mill. Perpetual construction. Jacksonville.
Home.
The City of Lights
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