Thursday, February 26, 2009
New Orleans won't let us go...or Chicago doesn't want us back
That's the view of gate C8 here at Louis Armstrong Airport in New Orleans. It seems that getting home won't be so easy tonight. Imagine the irony of me, stranded, in New Orleans, without a delicious meal or cocktail in front of me?
With typical Louisiana efficiency the agent at the gate announced that it might be a good idea to grab something to eat because the "restaurants" in the terminal close "at around 7". He made this announcement at around 6:40, and I was already walking away from the gate and down the concourse as he made it.
The three restaurants in the terminal had already put their gates up and were closed. I suspect that the employees, with a speed that's normally not associated with any human activity down here, closed up shop as soon as they heard the announcement so as not to have dozens of disgruntled passengers cause them to be late getting off work.