JetBlue... always exciting!
Feb. 23rd, 2007 10:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alexpgpThat "everything has gone pretty smoothly" crack from yesterday evening's post did not go unnoticed by The Powers That Be™.
Soon after shutting down the VAIO, I went for a jaunt around the terminal, which is actually pretty well laid out - which is to say: I feel comfortable walking around in it. While doing so, I glanced at the departure displays and was not happy to find out that the flight to Houston had been delayed by an hour, along with (it seemed) about 80% of flights. I assume weather was the culprit.
In any event, our flight didn't land until about the estimated new departure time, but we did board the plane and get pushed back from the terminal.
Only to get in line behind about 20 other pieces of "heavy iron" (wanting to depart for locations overseas) all waiting to use one runway, at intervals of about 2 minutes.
The flight went well, up until we got close to Houston, at which point the pilot announced that some ground fog had moved into the Hobby area, and that the ILS system for the one runway that we needed to use was off. He added that Hobby had dispatched, and I pretty much quote, "some guy in a pickup truck to see if they could get the system back up." The expected delay was about 30 minutes.
At the end of that time, the pilot informed us that the ILS was not back up, and that we were diverting to Austin.
Silently, despite the fact that neither weather nor Hobby's ILS system is under the direct control of JetBlue, I swore silently under my breath that it would be a long time, if ever, that I would ever darken the entrance hatch of a JetBlue flight if we landed in Austin, because doing so would mean I'd have to pull an all-nighter to deliver on the stuff due this morning, and I was in a petty, vindictive mood.
Fortunately, while still within range of Hobby, the guy in the pickup got his act together, the ILS came alive, and the brand new E190 (said to be mere weeks old) banked left toward Houston. We landed at around 1:10 am local time, nearly 2 hours after our originally scheduled wheels-down time. (I'm still a little steamed about JetBlue, though not as much as when we were Austin-bound!)
Galina - bless her - had been waiting for me at Hobby, so there was no delay from that quarter, and I managed to crawl between the sheets at 2:30 am, with the alarm set for 5 in the morning.
To cut to the present, I managed to get everything off to everyone who was expecting anything this morning. After completing this post, I'll go back and check to make sure I've done all the paperwork, too.
Then I can resume my "normal" life, maybe.
After a nap.
Cheers...
Soon after shutting down the VAIO, I went for a jaunt around the terminal, which is actually pretty well laid out - which is to say: I feel comfortable walking around in it. While doing so, I glanced at the departure displays and was not happy to find out that the flight to Houston had been delayed by an hour, along with (it seemed) about 80% of flights. I assume weather was the culprit.
In any event, our flight didn't land until about the estimated new departure time, but we did board the plane and get pushed back from the terminal.
Only to get in line behind about 20 other pieces of "heavy iron" (wanting to depart for locations overseas) all waiting to use one runway, at intervals of about 2 minutes.
The flight went well, up until we got close to Houston, at which point the pilot announced that some ground fog had moved into the Hobby area, and that the ILS system for the one runway that we needed to use was off. He added that Hobby had dispatched, and I pretty much quote, "some guy in a pickup truck to see if they could get the system back up." The expected delay was about 30 minutes.
At the end of that time, the pilot informed us that the ILS was not back up, and that we were diverting to Austin.
Silently, despite the fact that neither weather nor Hobby's ILS system is under the direct control of JetBlue, I swore silently under my breath that it would be a long time, if ever, that I would ever darken the entrance hatch of a JetBlue flight if we landed in Austin, because doing so would mean I'd have to pull an all-nighter to deliver on the stuff due this morning, and I was in a petty, vindictive mood.
Fortunately, while still within range of Hobby, the guy in the pickup got his act together, the ILS came alive, and the brand new E190 (said to be mere weeks old) banked left toward Houston. We landed at around 1:10 am local time, nearly 2 hours after our originally scheduled wheels-down time. (I'm still a little steamed about JetBlue, though not as much as when we were Austin-bound!)
Galina - bless her - had been waiting for me at Hobby, so there was no delay from that quarter, and I managed to crawl between the sheets at 2:30 am, with the alarm set for 5 in the morning.
To cut to the present, I managed to get everything off to everyone who was expecting anything this morning. After completing this post, I'll go back and check to make sure I've done all the paperwork, too.
Then I can resume my "normal" life, maybe.
After a nap.
Cheers...
