I am in Toronto again this week for work. Since there are no direct flights to anywhere I need to go from Burlington, I usually have to fly from Burlington to DC or Chicago or somewhere like that.
This morning I was sleeping peacefully in my seat near the back of the plane. It was just an Embraer 145, so it was tiny with a single row of seats on one side and 2 seats on the other. I fortuately got in a single seat and life was good. Life was good until I woke up to begin our initial descent and somebody called the flight attendant to the lavatory. Wow, people actually push those buttons in the bathroom. Turns out the woman in the lavatory couldn't get the door back open. The flight attendant phones up to the pilot and they call maintenance to get some hints on how to un-stick the door. The flight attendant was trying to manhandle the door as best she could but the door wouldn't budge. Finally after much struggle and calling the pilot to see if they could land with someone in the lavatory, the door gave up its fight and opened the lavatory prisoner.
I was amused. Nothing interesting seems to happen to me when I travel, but I'd prefer to keep it that way!
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