Or how to take 40hs to get to Sao Paulo..
17.06.2007 - 18.06.2007
I love the airline industry. I really do. I have been part of it for 4 years, and after completing a degree in Air Transport, I hope to be part of it for many years to come. But today is not the day to feel proud about that. Today is the day that due to the most common topics related to the airline world, it has taken me over 40hs to get to Sao Paulo from London. Im pretty sure you could fly around the world in that time.
I work (or used to anyway!) for a charter airline. I had to deal with the whole "this would not happen in a scheduled airline" phrase MANY times. Like flying scheduled would mean perfection. Let me tell you: give me charter 1000 times. We fly to destinations not very often, we dont offer free upgrades, and certainly no free drinks. But you know you turn up at check-in with your ticket and you know you will get to your destination (weather and technical issues permiting).
I turned up at the Lufthansa check-in desk at Heathrow, and I get a free upgrade, nice surprise! I get to Frankfurt and I repeat the action. Although this time no nice surprise is awaiting me. A rather nasty one I would say. The flight is overbooked and im not going anywhere. Overbooked by 88 people to be more precise. So probably not going anywhere any time soon.
Got offered the possibility to go to Munich, there are seats on the flight next day and if I want to, the can check me in then and there, so I will be in Brazil the following day. Mmmmm... not too bad. BUT (there is always a but) I need to make my own way to Munich as there are no connections suitable between the two cities to get there in time. Mmmmmm.... I can still survive that.
4.5hs and 85 euros later, I arrive at Munich airport, which let me tell you, it is the airport that has the biggest concentration of flies of the entire world I reckon. Forget about India, Kenya or similar places, if you are a fly, you'd love Munich Airport for some strange reason.
Eventually managed to make it through the nite, and to board the flight at 11.00 am. To make a long story short (ish): no personal entertainment, food rather poor and crew that are not so please when you ask them when the next movie is gonna be screened ( 2movies in total for a 12.5hs flite)
Finally got to Sao Paulo in one piece, and believe it or not,. went to bed directly, as although I thought that my public transport stories would begin in the southamerican continent, I reckon this one is the winner (at least so far... lets not be too optimistic...)