I knew what was going on….by illegal I meant that the crew would time out. I looked at Michael, the amazing first class flight attendant who was working the cabin, and said, “We’re not going tonight are we? You’re going illegal, right?” With a wink, he smiled. We sat for another half hour onboard before the captain came out and explained over the PA that a part would be flown in from Boston and our revised departure time was 8:30 pm, which was quickly moved back to 10:00 pm. She assured us we would be on our way in a few minutes.īut even that did not work: the left engine would not start…I’d call that a serious problem, wouldn’t you? The captain explained that the engine starter on the left engine was not firing up, so the ground crew would have to do it manually. But rather than continuing down the apron to takeoff, we returned to the gate after about five minutes.
We boarded on time, the crew helped everyone to get settled, and then we pushed back on time. Yet sometimes life throws you a curveball and you just have to adapt. I want to start by saying that the delay was very unfortunate, particularly considering both my father and I had commitments the following morning.
Little did we know that our aging Delta 757-200 would break, resulting in an 18-hour mechanical delay. I chose Delta Air Lines because it offered a 757-200 with lie-flat beds in “Delta One” business class on its nonstop flight from Washington National to Los Angeles. After a lovely few days in Washington, DC, it was time for my father and me to fly back to California.
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