Selene and I headed to San Jose to look for a restaurant. We managed to get lost heading toward downtown, but we ended up on somewhere near First and Santa Clara at a vegetarian place. The food was pretty good.
We then returned to the airport with time to spare to let me catch the delayed 9:24PM flight. I looked at the flight board which said the flight was *on time* - 8:33! Eek! I ran through security which was nearly empty, and raced to the empty gate hoping it wasn't closed. As I approached the counter nearly breathless, I saw the flight was again delayed. A quick call to Selene, I told her I would be stuck at the airport and she should just head home.
Crap, why do the airlines do this? First the flight was delayed from 8:33 to 9:24, then from 9:24 to 10:34, then at 10:45 they told us 11:15 yet they said the plane was still stuck in *Seattle* because of a snowstorm. Finally, after several people, including myself, gently told them it takes two hours for a flight from Seattle to San Jose, they ‘fessed up that the flight would arrive at 1:55AM. Why? Because the flight crew exceeded their 15 hour work time limit which meant they had to scrounge up a replacement crew. That delay required additional deicing which added further delays.
I also learned the truth about the San Jose airport curfew. Planes are allowed to land after 11PM; they just get fined for doing so, and the airlines routinely pay the fine. With the truth told, we all curled up to catch some sleep.
That was the most fitful sleep on the airport terminal floor, which was no more than a thin carpet with no padding glued onto a concrete base. The cloak worked great, fulfilling its ancient role; it kept me warm when they opened the outside doors, the hood kept the bright lights off my eyes, and the cloak material reduced the constant muzak and perky pages of Jet Blue announcing the myriad arrivals that had nothing to do with the set of gates we were in. I felt sorry for everyone else who had to sleep with small jackets to barely shield them from the discomforts of the terminal. I felt expecially sorry for the parents who had to calm their children.
I woke up to several announcements of the continuning delays. At 2AM they announced the plane would arrive at 2:25 for a 2:50AM flight back to Seattle. Ugh!!! More fitful sleep.
I just got home at 6AM, seven hours later than planned.