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travelling bad... hurtful to feelings...
this is one of those experiences that could very well turn me off to flying for the rest of my life, but... i'm just gonna hafta live with it, huh? -_-;;
anyways... flight to Manila didn't quite get off on the right foot. i mean, all the check-in stuff was fine, so hooray. said bye to the sisters and then went off to the gate. they were already boarding people when i got there (i found out later it was only the elite/business class/first class, but whatever, i stood there waiting anyway) which was weird 'cause the flight wasn't supposed to leave for another hour or so. i probably got on the plane at about 8:30.
so i sat there... and y'know, waited. the plane started to taxi around by around 9, so that was cool... all according to schedule and whatnot. so i figure it's safe to zone out. i pull out my book (first Harry Potter book, actually) and start to read. now, i have no idea how long i was reading before i realized that something that was supposed to be happening was not happening. but i eventually realize that the plane has stopped taxing... we'd been stopped for a while... but we were apparently not taking off. i simply cursed the airline for being slow like that and decide that it's time to start napping. so i nap.
i'm not sure how long i was napping. i think it had been about two hours. but when i woke up, we still had not moved. we were still not in the air. people were out of their seats and standing in the aisles, talking to each other. it seemed quite clear that we were not gonna take off for a while yet. the pilot comes onto the little intercom thingy and announces that the part has been ordered and is on its way. from this statement, i can only guess that some piece of the plane had suddenly gone missing, or faulty, or something... and i have no idea why they didn't notice this before they let people board, but... bah. whatever.
here i decide that it's safe to turn on my phone. i discover that it is past midnight, which means that my flight was insanely delayed, which means that i need to call my sisters and my mom to let them all know. i think another hour passed before the pilot comes on again and tells us that the part is about to arrive, meaning we'll soon be clear to finally take off into the sky, but we're gonna hafta taxi back to the terminal and everybody's gotta get off the damn plane.
...
i'm guessing that, as an apology, they gave us free drinks and potato chips.
yay.
but i'm still upset that my plane has been delayed for more than 4 hours. so everybody's sitting at the gate again, eating Lays and drinking soda while the new part gets installed into the plane. they made us get new boarding passes. we boarded again at about 2am. finally took off at around 3.
6 hour delay.
and immense difficulty sleeping.
makes for an overall bad trip.
the in-flight movies were... well, i have mixed feelings. see... there was some Filipino movie about this guy and this girl, and their moms are best friends and they arranged for the two of them to get married. and then the moms fight because the girl got mad at the guy and the wedding plans got shot, or something. he really liked her, though... oh, and get this, their names were "Lucky Boy" and "Lucky Girl." seriously. i kid you not. that's some screwed up parents, right there. but anyways, that movie went really weird and i totally didn't understand why the last half was suddenly centered on the moms hating on each other... bah.
they also showed that damn movie... Miami Vice. good grief. i've already ranted about that one, i won't do it again.
but to balance all that out... they also showed Superman Returns. which i gladly watched. :) highlight of my trip, seeing Superman rescue all the people on that plane. and seeing Brandon Routh in Superman uniform. he has lovely blue eyes. :D
but all in all... pretty damn bad trip. this bastard guy in front of me always had his head in the way of the screen and kept making his seat (and consequently my little table thing) shake... couldn't get a whole lotta sleep 'cause i had nowhere to lean and my neck was hurting for some reason.
at least i finished reading the entire Harry Potter book. XP
anyways... quite tired now... and looking to shower soon. so i'm gonna stop the rambling here. catch ya on the flip side!
anyways... flight to Manila didn't quite get off on the right foot. i mean, all the check-in stuff was fine, so hooray. said bye to the sisters and then went off to the gate. they were already boarding people when i got there (i found out later it was only the elite/business class/first class, but whatever, i stood there waiting anyway) which was weird 'cause the flight wasn't supposed to leave for another hour or so. i probably got on the plane at about 8:30.
so i sat there... and y'know, waited. the plane started to taxi around by around 9, so that was cool... all according to schedule and whatnot. so i figure it's safe to zone out. i pull out my book (first Harry Potter book, actually) and start to read. now, i have no idea how long i was reading before i realized that something that was supposed to be happening was not happening. but i eventually realize that the plane has stopped taxing... we'd been stopped for a while... but we were apparently not taking off. i simply cursed the airline for being slow like that and decide that it's time to start napping. so i nap.
i'm not sure how long i was napping. i think it had been about two hours. but when i woke up, we still had not moved. we were still not in the air. people were out of their seats and standing in the aisles, talking to each other. it seemed quite clear that we were not gonna take off for a while yet. the pilot comes onto the little intercom thingy and announces that the part has been ordered and is on its way. from this statement, i can only guess that some piece of the plane had suddenly gone missing, or faulty, or something... and i have no idea why they didn't notice this before they let people board, but... bah. whatever.
here i decide that it's safe to turn on my phone. i discover that it is past midnight, which means that my flight was insanely delayed, which means that i need to call my sisters and my mom to let them all know. i think another hour passed before the pilot comes on again and tells us that the part is about to arrive, meaning we'll soon be clear to finally take off into the sky, but we're gonna hafta taxi back to the terminal and everybody's gotta get off the damn plane.
...
i'm guessing that, as an apology, they gave us free drinks and potato chips.
yay.
but i'm still upset that my plane has been delayed for more than 4 hours. so everybody's sitting at the gate again, eating Lays and drinking soda while the new part gets installed into the plane. they made us get new boarding passes. we boarded again at about 2am. finally took off at around 3.
6 hour delay.
and immense difficulty sleeping.
makes for an overall bad trip.
the in-flight movies were... well, i have mixed feelings. see... there was some Filipino movie about this guy and this girl, and their moms are best friends and they arranged for the two of them to get married. and then the moms fight because the girl got mad at the guy and the wedding plans got shot, or something. he really liked her, though... oh, and get this, their names were "Lucky Boy" and "Lucky Girl." seriously. i kid you not. that's some screwed up parents, right there. but anyways, that movie went really weird and i totally didn't understand why the last half was suddenly centered on the moms hating on each other... bah.
they also showed that damn movie... Miami Vice. good grief. i've already ranted about that one, i won't do it again.
but to balance all that out... they also showed Superman Returns. which i gladly watched. :) highlight of my trip, seeing Superman rescue all the people on that plane. and seeing Brandon Routh in Superman uniform. he has lovely blue eyes. :D
but all in all... pretty damn bad trip. this bastard guy in front of me always had his head in the way of the screen and kept making his seat (and consequently my little table thing) shake... couldn't get a whole lotta sleep 'cause i had nowhere to lean and my neck was hurting for some reason.
at least i finished reading the entire Harry Potter book. XP
anyways... quite tired now... and looking to shower soon. so i'm gonna stop the rambling here. catch ya on the flip side!