We arrived in Amsterdam and it seemed all was well and things were moving forward as planned. When it was time to board our plane, however, it seemed there was a delay of some kind. Our crew arrived but they did not go through security, rather they sat down and waited.
Soon the security team picked up their things and exited stage right. Our plane was to leave at 11:20 a.m. Unfortunately the sign was changed to 15:00. I first thought a fifteen minute delay and then came to realize, no that is three o’clock p.m.!
It turned out that there actually wasn’t a plane for us to board at that point. They had to find a plane and get it here so that we could board it. I knew there was a reason I liked those direct flights from Newark to New Delhi.
I didn’t get much sleep during the first flight so I was a bit tired. I dosed off and when I awoke there was a commotion close by. Another passenger had become sick. He said he was cold. He was shaking a bit from the same. Eventually the medical team came and checked him out. They said his vital signs were fine, but he wasn’t acting quite right so he was taken to the dispensary.
Then the conversations continued with the rest of the people waiting for the plane. One man was sure that he must have some type of infectious disease. They should be taking our addresses so they can inform all of us about the problem. The conversations were lively. But soon things settled down and some people moved a “safe” distance from where the man had sat.
Now others who know nothing of all of this excitement are coming for the plane and sitting where the “sick” man had sat.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
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