California trip Part One: Of airlines and gas masks…

by Susan Myers on August 21, 2012

We did eventually get to California, so I’m including some of our trip photos along with this post…

San Francisco Golden Gate Bridge

My husband and I left for a long needed vacation last week, headed to San Francisco.  The plan was to stay a few days there, then drive up the coast to Seattle and fly back from there.  Of course, being from Georgia, that would involve a cross-country flight each way.  Now, we aren’t fans of flying.  We haven’t been in a long time.  Seems that they not only have raised prices, but have lowered the quality of service substantially.  They fly mostly the smaller planes, pack them like sardines and generally treat you like living baggage.

Okay, that sounded bitter, but really, we have flown at least six times in the last year and a half and every. single. time it was miserable.  You are lucky to get a pack of crackers, you have to share half a can of diet coke with the stranger across the aisle, and I swear they made the seats six inches smaller. True, I’ve gotten a bit wider over the years, but a little personal space would be a blessing.  My husband doesn’t like sitting crammed up next to someone he doesn’t know, so I’m the fall guy.  I end up sitting crammed between my husband and a stranger, trying not to invade their personal space and failing miserably at it.

So, this trip, we shopped carefully when looking for flights and chose a plane that had aisles of two seats instead of three so that the only space we invaded was each other’s.  We thought we had it well planned out.

True to current standards, the dude at the baggage check-in was in an incredibly bad mood.  He charged us $50 to check our bags, glared at our ID’s and sent us onto security, where they glared at our ID’s, patted us down, studied my purse, glared at us again and x-rayed us until we glowed in the dark.  Then sent us off with one final glare just for good measure.

And then we and 300 folks crammed ourselves onto the plane.  After a very long wait while folks tried their best to smash as much luggage in the overheads as possible (to avoid the $50 fee), we finally took our seats.  Cramped, but at least we were okay with who we were smashed up next to.

We settled in as the plane made its way to the runway, prepared for five hours of close confinement with 300 strangers, surly flight attendants and half a diet coke shared with the stranger across the aisle. After sitting there for about 20 minutes, the pilot announces that we have to go back to the gate.  Apparently, there was a leak in the hydraulic system.

So, we make it back across the runway to the gate that we started at.  After some muffled discussion from the cockpit, it is decided that we all have to get off and wait for them to repair the plane.  They did not have another plane available. All 300 of us deplane along with all the baggage that had been stowed in the overheads, and we wait three hours for the plane to be repaired.

Now, I have to tell you that I was a bit annoyed at this point that our vacation was being delayed, but I wasn’t upset with the crew.  You certainly cannot foresee a mechanical failure.  When the plane was repaired, they allowed all 300 of us to get back on and once again stow all the luggage in the overheads, and we were ready to go.

We get back to the runway and sit in line ready for take off.  After about 20 minutes, the pilot announces that we have to again turn back around and go back to the gate.  Why?  Did the repair not work?  Did we spring another leak?  Is the plane mechanically not safe?

No.

They need to top off the gas.

Seriously?  Nobody thought to check the gas gauge before we pulled out of the gate?  I’m not a pilot, but I’d have to say that would be one of the first things on my little checklist.  Right behind making sure I had the keys.

Another hour delay while they put fuel in the plane.  This time, we sat crammed in the plane.

This time nobody was in an understanding mood.  Folks were loudly inquiring about the competency of the pilots.  Folks were milling about in the aisles discussing possible mechanical failures.  Several folks wanted off the plane NOW! The lady crammed right in front of us farts really loud and my husband and I are enveloped in noxious fumes. Seriously. I’m guessing the stress was getting to her.

The pilot gets on the speaker and yells at everyone to sit down and further points out that he is NOT incompetent!

After another hour delay, we finally take off.  To make up for the inconvenience, the flight attendants gave us crackers and peanuts.  And I didn’t have to share my diet coke.  Joy.  We didn’t get to California until dinner time, but at least I didn’t have to share my coke, right?

Unfortunately, the lady in front of us was apparently still stressed out.  Or maybe she upped her fiber recently?  We really could have used a couple gas masks to go along with our diet cokes.
Seriously.

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1 Debra September 9, 2012 at 9:24 am

WOW! That is worst take off I have ever heard of but you left me ROTFLOL. WOW! I do feel sorry for the need of the gas mask but hey like you said you didn’t have to share your coke, rotflol with tears flowing…he he he…That is horrible…ha ha ha…WOW, my sides are hurting…he he ahah ahhaaaaaaaaaa…Oh yeah FANTASTIC photo’s.

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2 Cookie 17 August 29, 2012 at 6:40 pm

ha,ha, ha, I would have up-chucked,can’t stand smell that kind gas..ha,ha, Sorry Hon I can just picture it…. ha ha ha Sorry !!

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3 Renee Zarate August 28, 2012 at 2:52 pm

My husband, in the other room, just asked me what I was laughing so hard about. You know it was the lady with the “issues”. I was once on an all night flight to Paris with a lady that smelled like a sewer every time I fell asleep. It was so bad I woke up every time. She told her friends the next morning that she had “mal au ventre” all night long. Bad stomach was an understatement. Glad your flight home was better!

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4 Brenda Williams August 23, 2012 at 10:35 am

So glad you got to go on vacation. LOVE your photos!!! Can’t wait to see more.
Your story made me laugh.

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5 KarenC August 22, 2012 at 11:37 pm

It might pay to carry some gasX tablets in your purse for strangers in tummy distress. Tell them they are mints… hee hee.

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6 katie August 22, 2012 at 1:05 pm

ugh sorry to read this. I just flew a few weeks ago and was stuck on the runway for an hour and a half… damn airlines!

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7 Vivienne @ The V Spot August 22, 2012 at 12:43 pm

Ugh. That sucks. (Perhaps an oxygen mask or two could have been released for the people sitting around Fiber Lady…?)

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8 Suzy August 25, 2012 at 10:56 pm

I was half expecting them to drop from the ceiling after the first few emissions!

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9 deb August 21, 2012 at 12:29 pm

Well I’ve had some poor plane experiences but yours tops my list……We don’t fly often either , one its expensive two we don’t like to be packed in like sardines…I HATE the baggage check – in area but i have to say all the people i’ve dealt with in that area have always been over the top friendly and polite..i guess i ‘ve just been lucky. I think the whole screening process is ridiculous. They are only gonna ‘catch’ the innocent people, the professionals who really wanna ‘get us’.. forget it.

So…..the price is higher……..we are crammed into smaller planes….no free peanuts generally……we get half a can of warm diet coke poured over ice that melts immediately…..we have to pay for luggage……….they have us by the nose cause they know we will continue to fly……….kinda like the gas companies ya know…….Hope the rest of your trip is better…..oh…except for the flight back…….

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10 Suzy August 21, 2012 at 2:37 pm

Thanks, Deb! We actually paid $200 hundred extra each for first class tickets back. What an amazing difference. Not only did we have more room, but the fed us a full meal, and were nice to us! We didn’t even have to pay for our checked luggage! Too bad they can’t treat everyone like that. Flying might be more fun!

Either those planes got smaller, or my butt got bigger. Hmmmm….

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11 Doreen August 21, 2012 at 12:26 pm

I am laughing so hard reading your post. Seems like a lot of planes flying eastbound have had long delays lately…my niece flew from NY to SF and was delayed twice and then overnight before they could take off. What should’ve been a 6 hour trip turned out to be 24 hours as she stsrted in Paris. Oy! Glad you made it, and from your photos, it looks like San Francisco greeted you with beautiful sunshine. I’m from SF, and absolutely love going there and always wonder why I ever moved south….enjoy your vacation!!!

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12 Suzy August 21, 2012 at 2:46 pm

A 24 hour delay! Oh my! I’m so glad that didn’t happen to us! I guess I should be glad it was just four hours and a bunch of gas!

suzy

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