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Such rotten luck!

Last Thursday, Fran had e-mailed to ask if I could pick her up from the airport, Sunday, 10:48, Singapore Airlines flight 23.

So, after a late night last night, I stumble out of bed groggily and to my utter amazement make it there on time, with quarter of an hour to spare. But watching the Arrivals monitors, I get to feel increasingly puzzled with every minute that passes.
Whatever flight is landing at Schiphol today, none of them is a Singapore Airlines one out of New York.

Asking airport information personnel confirms my fear: there are no flights from Singapore Airlines landing at Schiphol today. None.

Back to the monitors. There is a Continental flight from Newark coming in to land at roughly the time Fran said she would arrive, so I decide to wait for that. The plane lands, the passengers are off-loaded, and an hour and a half later I am still at the gate, having had Fran paged several times, and debating whether I shouldn't just give up or wait 5 minutes more.

In the end I remember I have other people to see today, places to be, things to do - and leave.



( 4 Speak Like A Child — Shout To The Top )
Sep. 21st, 2003 05:11 am (UTC)
How weird. But what else coudl you do?
Sep. 23rd, 2003 12:10 am (UTC)
Turns out she'd given me the wrong day (she landed on Monday, not Sunday)as well as the return flight number. She's such a scatterbrain!:)
Sep. 21st, 2003 04:57 pm (UTC)
Odd. Not much else you could do, though.

So what happened? Did you find Fran?
Sep. 23rd, 2003 12:07 am (UTC)
I really should learn to keep my mobile switched on at all times, really I should. This morning I found she'd left me a message on it yesterday, sounding very forlorn and...asking me to get in touch with her at a hotel she's taken refuge in.

Why didn't she just come to my house? Oh well, let's see if I can reach her...
( 4 Speak Like A Child — Shout To The Top )
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