Monday, November 18, 2013

The Second Failure, or How I learned to stop worrying and love disruption

Alarm clock: 6h30 to take a cab to Logan Square, then the blue line to Chicago O'Hare. Checkin-security-lounge blablabla.


I board the plane to Shangai (en route to Hong Kong), realizing that all the texts (exit, lavatories...) in the American Airline 777-200 is also in Chinese... this "massive" tourism from China will be a tidal wave, with impacts not yet fully understood.

25 minutes delay at the gate because a routne check wasn't performed on the previous flight, 20 minutes taxiing to get aligned to the runway, full throttle (feeling the vibrations and the sound of the two enormous engines you realize the gap between this 20 years old aircraft and a brand new A380...) for about 200 meters, then spoilers, engine noise going down... aborted take off, first time in my life (anyway, on a twin engine, it's better now than after lift off...).


Going back to the gate after this technical failure, the flight is cancelled, we disembark and while a HUGE storm falls on the airport

I manage to get rerouted via Toronto to HK, then finally via London to HK.... It means I will be doing a circumnavigation... :-) so in case of involuntary change, it's really good to have with you a way to find yourself the best (for you) alternative route, instead of the one proposed by the airline...

The flight to Heathrow took of at 18h, 12 hours after the wake up...




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