After last night’s Houston, We Have A Problem, 12-hour delay, things were looking up this morning as our now-repaired aircraft was towed to gate C108. No rioting passengers, screaming moms competing with screaming kids or any unpleasantness of any kind.
Actually, compared to recent events when other airline passengers have nearly rioted, this bunch of 300 people on our flight had been a docile group.
Up until now.
Now we are back at the gate for a couple reasons:
Newark has two normally working airstrips. Today one is closed so all the aircraft are blasting off the one runway. That backs up traffic so badly that it took us two hours to get to takeoff position. By that time we had used up what Captain NiceGuy estimated was about 10,000 pounds of fuel that they needed to top off the tank.
No problem with that, we surely don’t want to run out of gas while crossing the Atlantic. Chris is not a good swimmer.
Also, there is an ”undetermined maintenance issue” that needs to be solved. Like a puzzle we suppose. No one seems to know the nature of the mystery maintenance issue except that it will take us about 45 minutes and then we will be underway.
But to where? Do we get cuts in line, resuming our place in the queue for blast-off? Will we run out of gas again?
We were just ordered to power down again for a possible take off.