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Feb
15
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I feel a bit guilty - I managed to escape Washington DC yesterday and spent last night in my own bed. Winter storms that have battered the mid-west and North East cut short my Washington / Chicago trip and I managed to get home a day early. I feel guilty because many of the folks I bonded with in the various queues at Dulles were on their second or third attempt to get home - I'm guessing many more spent another night at airports throughout the US. Not fun.
During my wait at Dulles I watched as a United flight got within 6 inches of the terminal only to be held up for (another) 30 minutes as the ground crew attempted to move the frozen gantry into place. Ironic - a puddle of ice no bigger than a doormat separating a hundred million dollar, state of the art jet liner and a multi-billion dollar air terminal - in the end one of the ground crew resorted to some percussive maintenance with a monkey wrench. I'm surprised the frustration on the plane didn't turn into mutiny (I think the plane had been on the ground for 90 minutes already and most likely had a severely delayed landing too).
It's nice to be home.






