The Airport Rant Thread
Posted: July 21 08, 5:39 am
Airports in general suck I think, but I have one that just sucks more than any of them. I'd like to hear which airports/airpoort stories to help me get over the shock of my recent escapade.
Charles de Gaulle in Paris. I've always found the shear size of it to be a problem, but coming home Saturday I literally lived that dream where you can't get to where you need to because of one ridiculous obstacle after another.
CDG is layed out with six terminals I believe, all of the US flights go out of "E" and all of the flights to/from other EU countries out of "F". Our flight from Milan was scheduled to to land at 12:00, and we had to catch a 1:15 flight to Chicago. Very tight.
So I kindly inform the stewardess of our schedule, and she moves us up to near the front of the plane so we can get off quickly (as bad as CDG is, I have found AirFrance to be awesome). I've done the E to F jump at CDG before, and didn't have huge problems so when our plane landed 5 minutes early I thought we would make it with time to spare. Here is where it gets fun...
The plane can't get a terminal, so it just dumps us off in some random place. Turns out this random place is somewhere around "F", where I need to be. But we can't just go in, we have to take the bus that is supposedly on it's way.
Bus delay - obstacle #1.
The bus arrives within 5 minutes, and we hop on and drive for what seems like literally miles complete with multiple turns, traffic jams with guys driving luggage carts around, etc...
Bus tour of CDG - obstacle #2.
Off the bus, and we walk for what seems like forever until we finally make it inside what I recognize to be the "F" terminal. We do carry-on only, and I'm lugging this big backpack/suitcase around on my shoulders and sweating like a pig by this point. I'm greeted with an astonishingly long line to get through customs and only one worker.
Customs not properly staffed - obstacle #3.
By now, I'm starting to wonder. What looked like a slam dunk getting to our plane now looks probable but not 100%. I've got us pegged at about 80%, and it's trending in the wrong direction. We get through customs and look for our gate - E67. We see a big sign, E67-E90 to the left. So we walk and walk and walk some more until the sign tells us to stand here and wait for a train.
E67 not really part of E, but on some remote island that requires a train to get to. YOU HAVE TO BE FREAKING KIDDING ME? Now I'm thinking we are down to 50%, because time is a ticking.
Train ride required to get to E67 - obstacle #4.
Off the train, run through a maze of gates and overpasses and hallways and .... another long line. A really, really long line. Security. Understaffed of course, only 2 lines open.
Long security lines - obstacle #5.
Sigh. So I ask an employee if we can move up, showing him my ticket. He says no, wait in line.
Unsympathetic airport employees - obstacle #6.
And what a line this is, it just creeps and creeps along. After a few minutes, a girl goes up to the same employee we tried and shows him her ticket and gets escorted to the front of the line.
Butthole airport employees - obstacle #7.
As we are "on deck", it is now 1:05pm and I'm certain our plane is about to shut the doors. There is a German couple in front of us, and the women has enough liquid to blow two planes out of the sky. WTF LADY? NO FREAKING NEWS IN GERMANY THAT YOU CAN"T CARRY THAT *&^ ON THE PLANE WITH YOU? Seriously, among her carry-on was a couple of unmarked metal cans of something. You know what grape juice comes in and you have to puncture two holes in to get it to pour out? That size of cans. I am not making this up, these people held up security for a good five minutes.
Idiot travelers in security lines - obstacle #8.
Finally we are up, it's now 1:15 and our plane is scheduled to be taking off. We get our stuff through, and for some reason they take our passports from us and put them in the containers with your shoes etc... Well when the buckets come out, my wife can't find out where they put hers. It wasn't a long delay, but after finally getting to the last obstacle there was another 60 second delay because the moron put the passport in a pocket of her purse.
Losing stuff through the scanning machine - obstacle #9.
Now it's a free sprint to E67, and naturally it's like the last terminal you get to. You see E90 first, then there is E89, ....
Backward numbering system - obstacle #10.
But the plane was still there. The nightmare finally ended, and we arrived safe and sound.
So that's my airport story, I'm sure there are much worse but for about an hour it was the most frustrating experience of my life.
Charles de Gaulle in Paris. I've always found the shear size of it to be a problem, but coming home Saturday I literally lived that dream where you can't get to where you need to because of one ridiculous obstacle after another.
CDG is layed out with six terminals I believe, all of the US flights go out of "E" and all of the flights to/from other EU countries out of "F". Our flight from Milan was scheduled to to land at 12:00, and we had to catch a 1:15 flight to Chicago. Very tight.
So I kindly inform the stewardess of our schedule, and she moves us up to near the front of the plane so we can get off quickly (as bad as CDG is, I have found AirFrance to be awesome). I've done the E to F jump at CDG before, and didn't have huge problems so when our plane landed 5 minutes early I thought we would make it with time to spare. Here is where it gets fun...
The plane can't get a terminal, so it just dumps us off in some random place. Turns out this random place is somewhere around "F", where I need to be. But we can't just go in, we have to take the bus that is supposedly on it's way.
Bus delay - obstacle #1.
The bus arrives within 5 minutes, and we hop on and drive for what seems like literally miles complete with multiple turns, traffic jams with guys driving luggage carts around, etc...
Bus tour of CDG - obstacle #2.
Off the bus, and we walk for what seems like forever until we finally make it inside what I recognize to be the "F" terminal. We do carry-on only, and I'm lugging this big backpack/suitcase around on my shoulders and sweating like a pig by this point. I'm greeted with an astonishingly long line to get through customs and only one worker.
Customs not properly staffed - obstacle #3.
By now, I'm starting to wonder. What looked like a slam dunk getting to our plane now looks probable but not 100%. I've got us pegged at about 80%, and it's trending in the wrong direction. We get through customs and look for our gate - E67. We see a big sign, E67-E90 to the left. So we walk and walk and walk some more until the sign tells us to stand here and wait for a train.
E67 not really part of E, but on some remote island that requires a train to get to. YOU HAVE TO BE FREAKING KIDDING ME? Now I'm thinking we are down to 50%, because time is a ticking.
Train ride required to get to E67 - obstacle #4.
Off the train, run through a maze of gates and overpasses and hallways and .... another long line. A really, really long line. Security. Understaffed of course, only 2 lines open.
Long security lines - obstacle #5.
Sigh. So I ask an employee if we can move up, showing him my ticket. He says no, wait in line.
Unsympathetic airport employees - obstacle #6.
And what a line this is, it just creeps and creeps along. After a few minutes, a girl goes up to the same employee we tried and shows him her ticket and gets escorted to the front of the line.
Butthole airport employees - obstacle #7.
As we are "on deck", it is now 1:05pm and I'm certain our plane is about to shut the doors. There is a German couple in front of us, and the women has enough liquid to blow two planes out of the sky. WTF LADY? NO FREAKING NEWS IN GERMANY THAT YOU CAN"T CARRY THAT *&^ ON THE PLANE WITH YOU? Seriously, among her carry-on was a couple of unmarked metal cans of something. You know what grape juice comes in and you have to puncture two holes in to get it to pour out? That size of cans. I am not making this up, these people held up security for a good five minutes.
Idiot travelers in security lines - obstacle #8.
Finally we are up, it's now 1:15 and our plane is scheduled to be taking off. We get our stuff through, and for some reason they take our passports from us and put them in the containers with your shoes etc... Well when the buckets come out, my wife can't find out where they put hers. It wasn't a long delay, but after finally getting to the last obstacle there was another 60 second delay because the moron put the passport in a pocket of her purse.
Losing stuff through the scanning machine - obstacle #9.
Now it's a free sprint to E67, and naturally it's like the last terminal you get to. You see E90 first, then there is E89, ....
Backward numbering system - obstacle #10.
But the plane was still there. The nightmare finally ended, and we arrived safe and sound.
So that's my airport story, I'm sure there are much worse but for about an hour it was the most frustrating experience of my life.