not Gernsback's

[sergebroom]

I think that, after what happened on her recent flight back home, Susan de Guardiola has come to realize that air travel has less to do with the way Hugo Gernsback envisionned it and more with the Airplane movies.

4:50 p.m.: One of my fellow passengers points out that the departure board says the next flight to Hartford is at B3, not B7. (...) 5:20 p.m.: Back at gate B7, which feels sort of like home at this point. (...) 6:15 p.m.: I find an actual seat at B7 (...) 9:05 p.m.: They announce that we must all move to gate B8. The entire crowd, now including over one hundred hopeful standby passengers, relocates. (...) 9:15 p.m.: They announce that we must move from gate B8 to gate B9. We all pile into B9 with a giant crowd of people trying to go to LaGuardia. They announce that the LaGuardia flight will now be leaving from B7.

In the middle of all this, Susan apparently gave an Oscar-winning performance as a crying, helpless, extremely lovable kitten and tried to project the aura of some sort of New England naif overwhelmed by the pressure of the big city airport.