Last night was crazy. I flew from JFK to SLC, but the headwinds were so strong the plane needed a fuel stop in Denver. We landed in Denver, taxied, fueled and the pilot announces there is a fault that occured during taxi, now they are working on that. We're not even at a gate, just a fueling station I guess. It's like a long road trip in a car and stopping for gas everyone gets up, stretches. I'm close to the front and I can see the captain on his cell phone and he keeps flipping switches. They power down the aircraft, to reset the system so no lights are on. But people's faces glow from cell phone screens. People are talking to each other more.
Personally this makes my trip here nearly moot, I'll probably miss most of the video taping I'm supposed to do. But, I'm not really bothered. I'm just tired and bored. A girl behind me who talks in a really loud voice normally continues to talk on the phone about all this. I can hear her above everyone else. And everyone else is doing the same thing.
Lights start turning off and on. There are chimes every 20 seconds or so. Finally, the Captain says that they are unable to fix the fault so we'll taxi to the gate and they'll be putting us up in a hotel for the night and we'll be off to SLC in the morning. Everyone groans.
We taxi to the gate and someone from Denver gets on and tells us how we'll get shuttled to the hotel. Then the pilot gets on and says that while taxiing the fault indicator turned off. They perform some system test and he says we're flying to SLC tonight. Nice. And off we went. We probably spent 2 hours in Denver.
I ended up getting to my hotel at about 4:30am. I'm tired.