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Live from SXSW: American Airlines is Owned By Satan Himself

Filed under: SXSW, Festival Reports



I'm not a good enough writer to explain how terrible, miserable and infuriating my most recent Thursday was. I'm well aware that airlines are pure evil and that EVERYONE gets the shaft from USAir, American, United, etc., from time to time. I'm also (obviously) aware that an airline / airport has no pull with Mother Nature, nor would I waste time blaming American Airlines for the freezing snow and/or rain. But here's the story. Well, the first half, anyway.

I got on an American Airlines flight from Philadelphia at 7:35am. My seat was in the absolute BACK of the plane, which is usually awful, but since this flight was stopping in Dallas and then quickly moving on to Austin, I wasn't too irritated about getting seat 33D. (Although, to be honest, I did request seat 10D when I booked the flight -- and said seat WAS confirmed.) The good news is that I was in a seat with no passengers in front of me; just a bulkhead wall! So my loooong legs had a little extra room to move. Things were starting out great! I nodded off a few times and awoke as we were landing in Dallas.

Now, the flight from Dallas/Ft. Worth to Austin airport is about 40 minutes long. Keep that in mind as I detail the rest of the day. This flight was scheduled to leave Dallas at 11:35am, but since there was very cold rain outside, our departure was delayed while we waited to be "de-iced." Unfortunately, the airport could NOT LOCATE all the de-icing drivers, which meant we had to sit on a plane for about two hours until the guys got to work. Then they started on a completely different section of the tarmac. Add another two hours. Then we watched as the freezing rain turned to snow. Another hour passed. At about 4:55pm we were FINALLY informed that our flight was canceled. Yes, they had us sitting on a plane for over FIVE HOURS and then they opted to cancel it. Not at, say, 2pm when everyone could have made other arrangements.

I was livid. Infuriated. Apoplectic. Once we were booted off the plane like so many unwanted rats, we were informed that A) all flights were canceled for the next 24+ hours, B) there was not ONE rental car available in the entire airport, and C) all the local hotels were (of course) booked. Oh, and the airline would NOT be returning our luggage for at least 24 hours. The time was 5pm ... and I refused to spend a night in Dallas, Texas. One small piece of good fortune: I ran into a good friend name Gene, and together we made plans to make it to Austin before sun-up.

To be continued....

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