DELAY BY STORMS ( one June)
A time to learn patience.
No matter the season, weather can always be an issue in travel, and it seems to be especially so out of the Mid-West in the USA, and especially out of Chicago.
We’ve been delayed by bad weather before, but these storms were WILD!
Chicago was having horrendous thunder and lightning storms, and initially our flight from Champaign was delayed landing as O’Hare had shut down, so we were in holding pattern for a while, and then the pilot announced that maybe we had to return to Champaign, as fuel was running low. But we made it in, and the weather was indeed wild—lashing rain, huge black and purple thunder clouds, ear-shattering thunder, streaks of jagged lightning.
On the ground we couldn’t get to our gate at first as the ground crew don’t work when it’s like this. And, of course, some of the passengers were complaining, wondering why! Bet they wouldn’t like to be out in this.
More fierce rain while we waited in the airport for our flight to Glasgow, and the whole airport shut down again—imagine the ripple effect of this? The end result was that the whole traffic pattern was badly snarled and so there were huge queues of planes waiting to take off.
We eventually got on our Glasgow flight but then sat on the runway for 2 hours in a queue of 100, according to the pilot. Often he shut down the engines to conserve fuel, and some planes had to leave the queue as their fuel got low, or the pilot’s work hours were getting over the limit. Quite a circus. American Airlines did well—the crew were calm, and brought round extra peanuts and juice, as by then it was way past dinner. Very few people were muttering and complaining, as it was terribly obvious that it was out of the pilot’s control.
A night and a flight to practise being philosophical, I think