Airport StoriesBack when I was a moody teenager I took a cheap flight that involved changing planes and having to go through security again. My bags were pre-checked so, when I set off the metal detector, I honestly said to the security guy that I had no idea what had set it off.
Until, that is, he searched me and found the metal knife and fork stamped "KLM" I'd nicked off the previous flight.
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chthonic, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 10:09)
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Not really airports, but still...We'd just taken off from Gatwick to go to Kefalonia — the Greek island some of you may remember as the setting for Captain Correlli's Mandolin — when the pilot calmly announced over the intercom that we would be returning to Gatwick. The reason? They hadn't shut the bloody cockpit door properly. Cue several mental images of bits of paper flying everywhere while the pilot nearly falls out of the plane, or something. Actually no deaths were involved, luckily.
Anyway, we turned back and had to spend the next six hours sat in Gatwick's shitty departure lounge. As you will know, there's only so much fun you can have in these places. I wasn't even old enough to get pissed.
Having said that, the people I felt most sorry for was the people at the other end, waiting for our plane to land so they could return to England on it. Just seeing them through the big glass windows of the airport terminal building as we got off the plane in Greece, with that "we're very pissed off at having just spend 8 hours sat in this sweltering shithole" look on their collective face made me glad we had spent that time in the relative comfort of Gatwick airport.
The airline we flew with were called 'Peach Air'. The only other time I've met someone who's flown with them before told me about the time they had also had to turn back as the pilots had "forgotten the navigation equipment". How the fuck do you manage something like that?!
(, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 10:40, Reply)
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