I just got back to Brooklyn from Maine. I’d never been to Maine before. I need to figure out which states I’m lacking now. I think I’m down to like Vermont, New Hampshire and Alaska. I got to the airport at 6:45am for my 7am ready reserve shift. I was on duty until 5pm. At 4:15pm, they called me to go to Maine. At first, annoying. But then I remembered, “Hey, that means I get to fly a jet!” And then we had a 1.5 hour ground delay before we could come back to New York. I landed on centerline,…
I had hoped to be able to go to Seattle this weekend to see my brand new niece, but apparently everyone else in the area had the same idea. I could have gotten there on Friday, but there was negative room on the way back on Sunday. Berck was working all weekend, so there was no sense trying to join him on any of his overnights. I faced a three-day weekend all alone with nothing to do and nowhere to go. I forgot to turn my alarm off, so it switched on at 6:50 am on Friday morning as usual.…
It looks a little like the 747 ran over a truck.