it seems like Murphy's law and air travel go hand in hand. If you don't think so, well it surely does go hand in hand in my case. i am a staunch believer of Murphy's law and it is for real good reasons. here is one.
it was my day of return from the American dream. i was on my way back to the land of the normal and abnormal, land of shattered dreams, India. for the first time since long, it snowed (practically ice but I'm taking some artistic liberty) in Dallas and i managed to reach airport just in time. i got the boarding passes but not after i shelled out 50 bucks (DOLLARS not rupee) for the over weight luggage. at the airport security check, i don't know why (may be because i am a young man in the right age to blow up things or may be i was brown) i was taken through some intensive security checks, no complaints as it ensures some false security in our palpable minds.
at the new york JFK airport i had a 5 hour wait and finally when the boarding time dawned, emirates showed the true Asian spirit. they came around 2 hours late after all the defrosting the plane and length check in process to board the mega airbus a-380. needless to say, for the first time i saw snow (no artistic liberties here) in my life. to blow down the joy of seeing snow and having wonderful food and movies on board the behemoth, the flight landed in Dubai 2 hours late and the painfully long time to get out of the 380, oh man Murphy was laughing at me saying I told you so...
i ran breathing my lungs out through the Dubai emirates terminal number 3 and when i finally reached the gate, it was closed (no surprises here). then i contacted the transfer desk and they were able to find a flight leaving to Bangalore 5 hours later. thank God, at least i have a flight. i waited endlessly and sleepily until the hour struck and was soon on my way back to the garden city (cliche accepted).
it was my day of return from the American dream. i was on my way back to the land of the normal and abnormal, land of shattered dreams, India. for the first time since long, it snowed (practically ice but I'm taking some artistic liberty) in Dallas and i managed to reach airport just in time. i got the boarding passes but not after i shelled out 50 bucks (DOLLARS not rupee) for the over weight luggage. at the airport security check, i don't know why (may be because i am a young man in the right age to blow up things or may be i was brown) i was taken through some intensive security checks, no complaints as it ensures some false security in our palpable minds.
at the new york JFK airport i had a 5 hour wait and finally when the boarding time dawned, emirates showed the true Asian spirit. they came around 2 hours late after all the defrosting the plane and length check in process to board the mega airbus a-380. needless to say, for the first time i saw snow (no artistic liberties here) in my life. to blow down the joy of seeing snow and having wonderful food and movies on board the behemoth, the flight landed in Dubai 2 hours late and the painfully long time to get out of the 380, oh man Murphy was laughing at me saying I told you so...
i ran breathing my lungs out through the Dubai emirates terminal number 3 and when i finally reached the gate, it was closed (no surprises here). then i contacted the transfer desk and they were able to find a flight leaving to Bangalore 5 hours later. thank God, at least i have a flight. i waited endlessly and sleepily until the hour struck and was soon on my way back to the garden city (cliche accepted).
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