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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2006 8:00 am
I'd say I would move to another country just so I could fly out, but only in America can you say "Fcuk this," and still stay alive.
It's either West or Delta, that always arrives at least two hours late and never tells you before you reach the airport, so you're stuck just lounging around.
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 4:38 pm
In order from bad to worst: 1) Alamo car rental near Honolulu airport. They were rude and went out of their way to be unhelpful. When finally realizing that THEY had made the mistake, no one bothered to acknowledge this or apologize. When I called them on being rude, the rep stormed off, making me wait for the supervisor who proceeded to punish me for having said anything. 2) Security at Tel Aviv airport searched me for over two hours (no exageration) because my friends are Arab (even though they are Israeli citizens). They touched every single item in my bag, including opening up each lipstick and feeling the seems of all garments. Now, I want the airplane to be as safe as anyone else does. But two hours? It was humiliating. I will say that the security people were polite the whole time. 3) Border crossing from Tiajuana into San Diego. For some reason they had to close this particular border crossing. They didn't put any signs or indication that it was closed until we had already waited 2 hours to get to the crossing. Then there were no detour directions to get us to another crossing. We had to wander around for a few hours, following the flow of traffic, hoping to find a border crossing back to the US. We missed a flight and had to pay an extra day on the car rental.
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 7:19 pm
VelocityBordeaux In order from bad to worst: 1) Alamo car rental near Honolulu airport. They were rude and went out of their way to be unhelpful. When finally realizing that THEY had made the mistake, no one bothered to acknowledge this or apologize. When I called them on being rude, the rep stormed off, making me wait for the supervisor who proceeded to punish me for having said anything. 2) Security at Tel Aviv airport searched me for over two hours (no exageration) because my friends are Arab (even though they are Israeli citizens). They touched every single item in my bag, including opening up each lipstick and feeling the seems of all garments. Now, I want the airplane to be as safe as anyone else does. But two hours? It was humiliating. I will say that the security people were polite the whole time. 3) Border crossing from Tiajuana into San Diego. For some reason they had to close this particular border crossing. They didn't put any signs or indication that it was closed until we had already waited 2 hours to get to the crossing. Then there were no detour directions to get us to another crossing. We had to wander around for a few hours, following the flow of traffic, hoping to find a border crossing back to the US. We missed a flight and had to pay an extra day on the car rental. In my opinion, your story takes the cake...
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 12:23 am
I dunno.. I think you need at least a strip search to get a cake.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 1:49 am
Ozumou I dunno.. I think you need at least a strip search to get a cake. Strip + cavity search = whole bakery.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 1:51 am
I dunno.. Maybe a cake with Icing and candles.. but for whole bakery I think we are talking at least getting kidnapped.. preferably killed.
There are degrees in this. xp
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 8:38 pm
So..you go down to visit your grandparents in some tiny little farming town with only a few hundred people in population. After a terrible day at the airport which included a strip/cavity search, you get home only to realize you've got to bunk with the cows. And cows smell. Badly.
So later, you've got to use the washroom, but on your way, you're abducted by aliens, probed again, they take your passport and then plant a microchip in your head.
You wake up stark nekkid on the side of some highway 88 with a handfull of ears and dollar bills, and you're all sunburnt.
I think that would be enough for a bakery, right?
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 4:04 am
Yes.... your grandparents have cows?
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 6:54 pm
the_paper_crane So..you go down to visit your grandparents in some tiny little farming town with only a few hundred people in population. After a terrible day at the airport which included a strip/cavity search, you get home only to realize you've got to bunk with the cows. And cows smell. Badly.
So later, you've got to use the washroom, but on your way, you're abducted by aliens, probed again, they take your passport and then plant a microchip in your head.
You wake up stark nekkid on the side of some highway 88 with a handfull of ears and dollar bills, and you're all sunburnt.
I think that would be enough for a bakery, right? I think you deserve a bakery. But what are you going to do with the extra ears?
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 9:08 am
Anamana Never fly through the Charles De Gaulle airport in Paris if you can help it. It's the worst I've ever been through, worse than the little ghetto ones in small towns. For the overall shape, imagine a figure 8. Now imagine it with and extra circle on the bottom (maybe two extra, I can't remember exactly). Ok, now imagine that the left and right sides don't actually touch except at the top. So in order to get from one side to the other, you either have to go outside across the parking lot (which they won't let you if you're trying to catch another flight) or walk all the way over to that one crossing. You guessed it, I had flights that were right next to each other, but as far away as you can get in walking distance, because I had to go all the way up and all the way down again. I missed my flight because of this. It's not terribly old, only a few years, but already looks worse than airports twice as old as it, because it's really badly built. I think I recall part of it collapsing at one point... There are stupid numbers of metal detectors. Worse than in American airports right after 9/11. Each set of like, 5 gates has one, and to get to the bathroom or newsstand you have to go back, then there are some just placed every however-many-feet also. This is part of why I missed my flight. Also, none of the gates are actually marked with their numbers. They have TV screens that are off until 15 minutes before the flight, when the stewardesses turn them on, and it'll show the number then. This is why I missed the second possible flight that I could have taken, because they didn't announce it over a loudspeaker, and I was one gate too far over (thus in the wrong section, since they're marked off with metal detectors). I very nearly missed one more because the French hate speaking any language but their own (I'm generalizing, but it was true in this case), so they were very unfriendly to my English/German attempts. They hate both of my countries. I finally just threw a hissy fit, added some tears, and made the guy show me the goddamn gate (which neither he nor the guy who stands at the metal detector all day could completely locate, luckily the old man mopping the floor in the middle of the night knew). Yeah, bad experience. Also, the phones only accept special cards that you have to buy there, and I would've had to walk all the way to the other side again to get one. So my whole family was flipping out about where I was because I couldn't call them. Some of this might be a little dated, I last went through there two years ago. And my husband wonders why I don't want to visit Europe. confused
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 3:25 pm
I haVE BEEN OFFERED a job in Jakarta.. apart from drugs stuck in your bag anything bad happen on the way to indonesia?
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 7:53 pm
Never ever ever fly to an American airport when they're in the middle of a CODE ORANGE. You'll never feel more harassed in your life. They check pockets, dig through all your bags, open luggage and check it before they even put it on the carousel, finger print you and photograph you. All just to make sure you aren't a ******** terrorist. Worst airport experience of my life.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 1:18 am
On one of my flights I had a window seat right by where the load the luggage onto the plane. It had been my first time flying in about 15 years and I was excited when I could see my bag, but then I freaked out when I saw them throw my bag onto the conveyor belt and my bag decide to open right up @_@ I was worried during about if someone would close it for my whole flight sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2007 2:32 am
Hm.. well there was trip I went to with my family to Rome.. we rode ____ Airlines that was supposed to be a five-star. Since we live in Asia, we had to make a stop over at Qatar, as in the Middle East. It was about 1:00 AM when we reached Qatar and we had a 2-hour waiting period before our flight to Rome.
By the time it was 2:00AM, an announcement was made saying that the flight to Rome was going to be delayed for another 2 hours. Okay, so fine.. these things happen, just let it go..
By the time it was 3:30AM, another announcement was made saying the flight to Rome was going to take place at 7:00AM. By this time, I was annoyed but decided that we can't do anything about it and just sank back to catch some snooze.
By the time it was 6:00AM, they announced that the flight to Rome was moved to 5:00 in the friggin' afternoon!!! O___O Where the heck were we going to stay in all that time? AT THE AIRPORT!!? The Italians on board with us were really ticked off and began complaining. Eventually, everything winded down to the airlines having to pay for our stay at a nearby hotel.
And sure enough, by the time it was 5:00PM, we left Qatar. We missed our Rome Tours, everyone was in a lousy mood, and when we finally reached Rome, we all just slept before we had to leave for Greece the next day. >_>
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 3:58 pm
There was a trip where my family and I had to take planes, three trains, and two car rides to get home. [Not in that order.]
I believe it was our stop in Cleveland where it was raining quite badly, and we watched from the window as they loaded the luggage onto a plane. They were just tossing them around... and we watched them drop one that looked very much like my bag right in a large puddle.
It was mine. The paperback book I had inside was ruined, and my clothes and other things were slightly damp when I finally got it back. stare
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