I was sitting happily on my first transatlantic flight,
credit card and US Dollars in my wallet. Mr J. was sitting next to me and we
had a good discussion during the long flight. Both of us were keen on talking
about our capability to eat a lot, as both of us had some sporty background.
The flight was quite a lot late when we arrived at the Dallas / Fort Worth airport. Ground
personnel were already waiting for us and directed us to the gate where the
flight to Houston was departing. We run like sprinters to the gate where the
air hostesses checked our tickets and directed us into the airplane.
We were sitting calm after catching the flight. After some
more minutes we were still waiting for some other passengers. The flight was
already 15 minutes delayed when the air hostess made an announcement; “This is
flight 1234 to Houston ...”. I thought that the pronunciation is very different
in the US compared to our English teacher’s pronunciation at school. After five
more minutes the air hostess made another announcement. The numbers sounded so
much different that I used all my courage to ask the air hostess about the flight details. She noted immediately that we were sitting on a wrong airplane.
That plane was going to Houston, but unfortunately to another airport.
There we were sprinting again at the Dallas / Fort Worth airport to
another gate. Even if we were already 25 minutes late, our flight was waiting
for us and soon we arrived happily at Houston.
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Which flight to choose? Right or wrong. Source: Here.com |
Lessons
learnt:
Have courage to ask
questions – There are no stupid questions.
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