We got of the ground in San Luis and landed in San Fran on time, despite to low cloud ceiling at both airports, and had lunch and a stop in the United lounge during the wait for our leg to Chicago. The flight to Chicago was uneventful, boring even, especially because United's inflight internet failed to operate as promised, but we landed on time or better, grabbed another bite to eat in Chicago, and dutifully found the next gate.
And this is where it started to get strange. The plane was supposed to leave Chi town around 7 Central and land in Balmer round 9 PM Eastern, not too bad. However, once on the plane (a 737 much the same as the one from San Fran) it started to fall apart. A long time after the plane should have pulled away from the gate, the Captain came on to announce that the plane had too much fuel, and that trucks were supposed to be coming to take the extra fuel off. How can you have too much fuel? Does it make it too heavy to land? Anyway, about the same time, the air conditioning was off, and they announced that a technician was on his way to deal with that. It took about 2 extra hours for the fuel to be off loaded, and the AC fixed, and the plane finally pulled away from the gate.
But wait, there's more. We got out to the taxi way, and sat a while, and eventually, the Captain came back on and announced that a motor that was supposed to shut off after the plane left the airway did not, which was a definite no go, and they would have to go back to the gate to check it out.
We sat back at the gate awhile, and the Captain came back on and pronounced that they had decided the plane had "too many gremlins" (just what you want to hear), and that they would move us and our luggage to a new plane just coming in in around 15 minutes, and gave us the gate # and let us off the plane. Georgia and I were near the back of the plane and among the last to get off, and by the time we had finished our potty stops, we met most of the passengers from our plane tromping (perhaps stomping is a better word) back to the gate with the gremlin ridden plane, which had been fixed, and pronounced fit to fly.
So back to the original gremlin ridden plane we went, and we waited around a little longer while they found a new crew (a change of crew was required due to flying time). Eventually, a new crew was shanghaied to fly and crew the plane, and we made the one hour and 28 minute flight from O'Hare to BWI, at 12:30
We just go back from picking up Skye, who's sleeping off her visit to Lori's house on the cool new family room floor.