Beach Party II.

Starting in Frankfurt to return to the US. This time with LOT through Warsaw. A detour that messes up my carbon footprint adding 1200 miles for traveling east before traveling west. We are sitting in the bus in front of the plane for quiet some time until maintenance gives the okay to the pilot. It’s a smooth flight and the pastry is delicious, I had two. Warsaw airport is comfortable not like Frankfurt which is too big, they make you walk from one end to the other of course to prevent embolism from economic class numbness. The little plane crossing the Atlantic is actually a dream liner, me being proud like hell to have worked in the team building it, I need to talk to my eye doctor to change the prescription. Here we got excellent service again until the flight time starts adding instead of decreasing : the pilot is flying loops and pretzels and finally makes an effort to land in Chicago. But no, he makes another turn while my co-travelers are barfing in their bags. We are heading for Cleveland, both airport have a ground closed. Finally LOT can be refueled and is heading to Chicago. I take a blanket and a pillow for the plane to spend the rest of the night in a comfortable lounge chair at the airport. Both of my phones don’t work but thanks to Wi-Fi and WhatsApp I can inform my family about my status. Hubby didn’t want to come with me, it’s too uncomfortable, he is staying at home watching airplane disasters TV show. Very funny! The next flight is coming up. Any other trouble, I will take the Greyhound.

Next time I wear a bikini and a straw hat for my being stranded at beach parties.

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