Archive for August 1, 2011

Flight of Fancy

Several weeks ago, after my team won the 2011 Grand Masters National Championship in Ultimate Frisbee (sorry, I just couldn’t resist saying that again), a teammate and I headed to the Dayton airport. The plane that was to take us to Dulles had a mechanical problem, though, so our flight, originally scheduled for 7:05 p.m., was delayed until 10:55 p.m. The following diagram sums up what it feels like to be stuck in the Dayton airport for four extra hours with only a Cinnabon to provide solace:

Wrong Place - Venn Diagram

Then last night, after spending four days at the NCTM Interactive Institute for High School Mathematics, I headed to the Orlando airport. This flight was similarly delayed, though weather was the culprit this time. Although delayed only two hours, we departed too late to arrive to Reagan National before the airport curfew. Consequently, we were diverted to Baltimore-Washington International, where we could wait over an hour for a bus to drive us 75 minutes to Reagan National Airport, at which point we’d be dropped off at a closed airport and left to fend for ourselves. (Reagan National closes at midnight, and the DC Metro trains stop running at midnight.)

So I shared a cab with a pleasant young lady who lives near me in Virginia, and after sitting in a construction zone for 35 minutes and driving 46 miles, I finally arrived home. The picture below shows the taxi meter upon arrival. This is the greatest amount (by a lot) that I have ever seen on a taxi meter.

Taxi Meter

You might also notice the clock at the bottom of the picture. I arrived home at 1:25 a.m., only to be awoken at 6:56 a.m. to the sound of my Golden Retriever getting sick. Nothing says, “Welcome home!” quite like a nice pile of yellow doggy vomit on the bedroom carpet.

For my next trip, I plan to drive. 

On the upside, at least I wasn’t stuck behind this guy:

When a statistician passed through the airport security checkpoint, officials discovered a bomb in his bag. He explained, “According to statistics, the probability of a bomb being on an airplane is 1/1000. Consequently, the chance that there are two bombs on one plane is 1/1,000,000, so I feel much safer if I bring one myself.” 

August 1, 2011 at 12:10 pm 1 comment

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