Flying is fun (no, really!!)

I like flying - i can't think why, given that most of it takes place a good mile or so above the ground. Of course, a major hassle for me is being so tall - and the rather limited leg room in a lot of plane seats - usually circumvented by me being legally entitled to ask for the seats at the wings which have a few extra inches of space. This makes all the difference. Anyway, having secured such seats on both my flights yesterday, i was quite happy and looking forward to the journey. Then came the delays. Having been scheduled to take off at 11.40AM from Charleston, the plane wasn't in Charleston until 12.15 and we didn't leave until 12.45 - meaning that i would have a scant 30 minutes to make a connection at Newark airport. Fortunately, my plane to Ottawa was delayed by 5 minutes giving me a bit more breathing room - but, hey, i'm not a huge fan of Newark airport so no great loss there.

Being late boarding the plane to Ottawa was no problem except this meant we lost our take-off slot and then had to sit in a queue of planes for 30 minutes before we managed to get into the air. The upshot is i was about 20 minutes late to Ottawa - but thankfully the staff there were very efficient and i was through passport control, customs and baggage in all of 5 minutes. So, i still love flying - apart from the delays; oh, and the screaming kids and babies, with the incompetent parents who are just a hassle; and the rather blunt flight attendants who are no help whatsoever; and the prices and the....hmmm. That mile down to the ground is looking a whole lot more inviting!!!