So..
I hate flying. And when people ask, I always say, well, it's not the flying that bothers me, it's the crashing. As some of you know, I didn't step on a plane from 1999 to 2014, only to take that first trip to so my special needs son could see Big Ben. Since then, my family expects me to get on a plane for a long trip every summer. And I'm thankful because these trips have been wonderful.
Anyway, we have been pretty lucky as far as the whole flying experience. No bad weather, no major delays until...yesterday!
The had a 10:56am flight out of Phoenix on JetBlue to Boston, landing at 6:50pm EST time.
So we board the plane at 10:25. Cool. Around 11:05, the pilot makes an announcement that he is awaiting papers from dispatch in NY. A half hour later, he mentions that he is still waiting for his papers. He says that because of heat, terrain, and fuel considerations, they are trying to find the safest route to get us home. WUT?? We flew out of Phoenix 23 years ago and it was 115. It was only 100 yesterday. After another hour of sitting there, the pilot announces that the weather east of Chicago was the major factor. He mentioned that Newark was two and a half hours behind and that we were going to deplane indefinitely.
OK..so we get off the plane after sitting in it for two hours. I had lunch. Stadler, this is when you texted me. Anyway, we get back on the plane at 1:45, sit there a while more while the pilot crunches numbers around topping off the fuel (WTF??) and at 3:00pm, FOUR HOURS after our original departure time, we take off.
Now we know we're going to be flying through holes in the storm, and we landed around 10:45 in Boston right in the middle of two thunderstorms. Geez.
tl/dr
4 hour flight delay..