Okay, I haven't posted here in a good two years or so, so let's see if I still remember how to do this:
My family and I went to New Orleans for my dad's fraternity reunion. We flew Delta.
We departed from BWI
from gate D6
I think on a MD
-88 from BWI
at 10ish am.
This was a very turbulent flight and I felt like our plane dropped a good couple hundred feet and it was pretty freaky and if any of you remember me (which I doubt), you'll know that I hate turbulence and I am not huge fan of flying (but I do love watching planes take off and land and looking at pictures of airplanes, travel iteneraries, etc.)
I didn't want anything to drink, but they served coke products which is a bonus
The crew was pretty friendly, and the pilot was pretty humorous about the turbulence, but this was by far the worst (even moreso than my one Southwest flight from CLE
many a year ago).
, our flight was cancelled and we got bumped to another flight 5 hours later. While I was looking for one of the smoking lounges, I got stopped by some guy thinking it was a security check because he was asking age, trying to verify that I was flying Delta (as if I couldn't be at that terminal) and was very intimidating and he took my coat, said he was giving me a bag, put my coat in the bag, and made me fill out this paper which I found out was a credit card application so I acted like I didn't know my SSN
then he tried to make me feel guilty.
Our flight to new orleans was on a Boeing 757 which my little brother was convinced was a 777 from looking at the pictures in the magazines (litte kids. . .) and we were in the second row right after first class which was kinda annoying, but this flight was very smooth and uneventful which I much prefer and I continued to read the book about Catholicism that I was reading (I was on an excellent part about Mary and her importance to Christians).
Our flight home (11/17/08) was from New Orleans to Cincinnati on an ERJ which I didn't realize flew at sucha high altitude (although I've flown a few in the past), but was astonished at how high up we were. My little brother thought the flight attendant was kinda mean, but I really didn't care much, I was too busy reading my Roman Missal of 1962 (Extraordinary Form of the Mass, or Tridentine Latin Mass). I did have a coke this time. This was quite a long flight, but was pretty smooth.
At Cincinnati we were on a Boeing 737 which departed at around 7something (I was so perplexed by the huge 777 on it's way to Frankfurt and was at the gate watching as the last few passengers made their ways onto the plane. I was trying to see if I noticed any German being spoken.
The 737 was really nice. It had personal TV
's and I just had the interactive map on the whole time, and continued to read my Missal and some novena books I had purchased in New Orleans. We got back to Baltimore around 9 something (and I saw my school, Peabody Conservatory as we were flying over downtown).
My only complaint was really the turbulence, but I haven't posted here in so long nor have I read a trip report in aeons so I am not nearly as attentive to things while flying as I was before. I was more into my books and just wanting the trip to be over ASAP because I'm not a fan of New Orleans nor did I really want to be there.
I'll take any specific questions you have though.
There were lots of people standing by at the flight from ATL
and it made me kinda nervous.
Ne vous inquietez pas. Je ne vous hais pas . . . . encore, mais faites attention !