Then I have a nice little layover and get on the next plane. We are all sitting around and the time to go comes and goes and I realize the door to the cockpit is still open. Not a good sign. After about 15 minutes we get an announcement from the captain. The sensor on the lavatory isn't working . . . when they drained the take the sensor said it was filling up . . . so we had to wait while some poor mechanic visually checked that the tank was empty . . . so I get delayed an hour and a forty minutes . . .
My plan touches down at 2:05 when my next plan started boarding at 1:50. I take off across the airport. All the way across. Three trams later I was at my gate, which was still boarding. Yay! So, the trip back was a bit of an ordeal. I did have my bags when I arrived thought so that was amazing!
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