Air Sickness

It's been a crazy weekend. And an even crazier start to the week.

Last Saturday, we were to fly to Pune on an Indigo flight. It was scheduled at 3:30PM. On arriving at the airport ofcourse, we recieved news the flight was delayed for about half-an-hour (managable I'd say). At 4PM we boarded the aircraft & were expecting it to take off anytime. 30 minutes and the pilot says he needs to move the flight to a different bay due to some technical problems. Another 2 hours and they decide to cancel the flight. If you think that's crazy, wait till you read more...

So we got out of the flight and walked upto the ground control personnel to guide us to the cancellation counter. Apparently, there was none! So we had to wait in the line meant for booking tickets on the next flights. Another 2 hours, some frustrated passengers, drained personnel & broken glass later, we managed to cancel our ticket for the day, collected new tickets for the following day (Kingfisher this time) & drove back home.

The next morning, back at the airport, we met half a dozen people from our previous evening's flight. They were taking the same Kingfisher flight to Pune. Again, on arrival, the trian flight was announced as delayed due to bad weather. 2 hours on the airport & we'd seen every nook & corner of the place. No plane still. Another 2 hours & we were in the flight hoping this one would take off! It did.

A night's stay at Pune and we're back at the airport. This time it was worse. The bus plane was delayed 4 hours! 4 hours later - another hour! So a 1 hour 15 minutes trip from Pune to Bangalore had taken us 6 hours 45 minutes! Like that was not enough, we had another flight the next morning. This time to Bombay.

Again, flight delayed by 15 minutes (shortest so far). A day at Bombay and we're back at the airport by nightfall. I guess God really didn't want us to sit at another airport counting books on a shelf in a bookstore or wondering what the person sitting across us was thinking at that moment, so our plane was on time! And surprisingly landed before scheduled time!

Back home, mom's vowed not to visit the airport for a LONG, long time.

I don't have to tell you what was bad about those trips. But what was good was that I managed to complete Khalid Hosseini's 'The Kite Runner'. Good book.