Imagine the scene: after a night spent trying to fight sleep, finally managed to get on the plane that takes you on vacation. Were finally able to sit back and indulge in the arms of Morpheus sure that, at that point, the bulk is done.
At one point the awakening, almost annoyed by the interruption to your well-deserved sleep, look out the window and you realize that are flying.
almost surprised, you wonder if you actually reached its destination and, with your great disappointment you discover that you are not even taken off. And your already great disappointment can only increase when you discover that the estimated time for take-off has passed for a while '. Maybe it's the fault of the snow falls incessant, you'll think you ...
Here these are the premises of a shitty day. All because an "airport" Swedish (the quotation marks is a must when it comes to Skavsta, the Italians Scaccsta) was taken by surprise by the breakdown of the machine used for spreading de-icing of aircraft wings. The anti-freeze in December? In Sweden? But you see ...
Obviously there was proof that the world is a place and see if the Swedish professionalism has been sorely tested by the deadly combo "on Sunday, three days after Christmas," which inevitably will be added to the "fika of 11 "(and later Italian politicians speak of the Swedes as people dining at a work station ...).
fact is that, thanks to the "security policy" in the plane we were closed from 6.45 to 13.15, hours during which the flight was indeed canceled by order of Ryanair's HQ somewhere in Ireland.
At this point you end up in the tragicomic. No, just tragic.
Tragic because, in spite of the more obvious safety rule, the airport exploded among those people who had gathered in the morning, oblivious to those who came to take their flight and that inevitably landed.
Now Fail did not contradict itself, and chose to handle it the hard way. Instead of maintaining the flight as a single, toh look, a flight, those crazy Irish thirst for money (but they were not the Scots?) Preferred to ensure that each of the poor refugees through the website to book a place in the flight the next few days, creating to increased Prices do not indifferent. As if there were vacancies to accommodate an entire aircraft, among others.
In my case, the flight to Ciampino Airport on Monday was already full and on Wednesday 23 was already almost full. In fact we should have nearly all shifted to Friday 25. Considering that I should go back the same Sunday, I had already mentally prepared to spend Christmas in Stockholm. Not that it would make me mad, though, if not start, I was invited to lunch on Christmas Day by a Swedish-Italian family involved in this epic-fail.
Fortunately, the Angel of the Home Teleservices has come to my help finding a flight for tomorrow. A day off disgraced, but amen.
I can only accompany this post with a picture circulating on the internet. (Click to enlarge)
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