At the airport in Casper, there are like 5 employees who do pretty much everything. First, you check in with them, then they check you through security, then they load your bags on the airplane, and finally they let you through the “gate”. This “gate” is a doorway that you walk through to go outside to walk to the plane, which you enter by climbing up the stairs. No jetways required in Casper.
Tonight, we got to the airport and checked in. After a while, they called our flight and we cleared security. Then we sat down by the gate to wait for them to let us board the plane. Carina went to sleep (finally – she’d been up since 1:00). We waited. And waited. 30 minutes, we started worrying about making our connection. You see, they cleared us through security, but there wasn’t anybody by the gate to ask what was going on. After 45 minutes, some of the other passengers started flagging down the TSA people to ask the airline people if the plane was coming. A few people started asking to be let back out to the check-in area to look for new flights. Carina woke up hungry.
After about an hour, we heard a rumor that the plane hadn’t even left Denver yet. Gavin went out to see if we should just take a flight tomorrow. About the time he sent word for me to come back out front, they finally made an announcement that the plane was on its way.
I understand that planes are late sometimes. But what’s the deal with the airlines thinking it’s OK to leave passengers in the dark about what’s going on. I’m sure United would have just flown us to Denver and let us get stranded there overnight if we hadn’t taken action to stay in Casper.
We’re 0 for 2 on this trip so far. :P
Happy New Year wherever you are - in 6 minutes (Houston), 66 minutes (here), 126 minutes (Berkeley), or yesterday (New Zeland).
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