If you drove here, you’d be home by now
DETROIT – The problems withour flight from DTW to Port Columbus really weren’t (comparatively) that bad. In fact, they were rather routine. Jessica and Brian arrived at their gate (A21) and sat down. Brian went to McDonalds to scrounge for food; Jessica began chatting up our future traveling companions.
About 20 minutes before boarding, they finally announced that they didn’t think we’d be flying from that gate. The plane arrived and its passengers disembarked looking frazzled and stressed. After a respectful delay, they announced that there were mechanical problems with that plane. They’d look for a new plane – and new gate – for the flight to CMH.
We were sent to gate A9 where we were told that Northwest had found a new plane for us. They even offered that the plane was in the air from Memphis. Brian called home quickly (his parents were picking us up for the two hour drive to St. Marys) and learned that his parents were arriving at CMH at that minute.
Jessica and Brian’s plane finally arrived, and (with several other slight delays) we were finally airborn to Ohio. We were supposed to arrive at 10:48. We arrived a little after midnight. (Not bad, considering.)
By the time we had the luggage, left the parking garage line, and nearly sideswiped two deer near Wapakoneta, we arrived home at 3 a.m. It’s normally about a 9 hour drive from Scranton to St.M. Driving – we would have arrived around midnight.
This entry written on Brian’s cell phone in the Detroit airport on the return trip. More on that in parts 3 and 4 (and 5!)
