Saturday, October 24, 2009

14 Hours in a Middle Seat


We went to the Greenville-Spartanburg Airport and we waited...
We flew to Atlanta and we waited...
We got on the plane in Atlanta and we waited... 3 hours before pushing back from the gate

I was in a middle seat for 7 hours. The people beside me took Ambien sleeping pills. 4 hours into the flight I had to use the bathroom but I could not wake up either of them, I was miserable. When we got to Paris I was very relieved.

We arrived in Paris after our flight was supposed to leave for Kenya. We rushed through the airport and had to go thru security again. The flight to Kenya was waiting on us. It was about 7am local time and on the way to the gate for the Kenya flight I passed by a bakers booth. I smelled fresh baked bread long before I saw his booth. When I got to the booth I looked at beautiful pastries and bread. I saw one fresh load of bread that just had come out of the oven and it was labeled with a sign that said "5." I don't know if it was 5 francs or 5 euros, but I knew my credit card could handle 5 what-evers. Then I looked around and I could not see any other people from my group. I was completely alone in Charles DeGaule Airport in Paris, France. So I went to the gate and boarded the flight. We sat at the gate for another 35 minutes before pushing back from the gate. Just dang.

I was assigned another middle seat. 3 hours into the flight the girl sitting beside me moved next to her friend and I got an isle seat. Woo Hoo!! When we arrived in Kenya we rushed through customs and into baggage claim. When I got to the baggage claim area the first thing I saw was 4 police officers with AK-47's slung over their shoulders in a group chatting. Wow! What a way to say "Welcome to Kenya."

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