The acronym could have come from the House of Airbus and represent one of the most difficult to understand technical aircraft systems. If it does not, however. Characterized by a one, currently in Switzerland, under the name Every penny , very successfully running TV and radio fundraising ESC is simply for Every Second Counts .
Even in Abu Dhabi is the TV all day; SF2 continuously sends out the glass box at the Bern Parliament Square. From the political center of Helvetia, where people can be soul deep freeze in frosty wind and snow already on the early morning, 'the convolutions, to finally switch on a coin or even a note to put into Kässeli.
Even today we are up early. Later, though, as planned, but only because Franziska mobile wake-up call has refused (ultimately remains unclear why ...). The ladies want to fly to Geneva for a few days. Friends and family to meet pre-Christmas biscuits gossip. And because of the winter atmosphere. And in general. Holiday is me for any of the holidays. We celebrate this year in Abu Dhabi. They are all so on 22 fly back: Frank, Linda, Nina and Tim.
As we, therefore, slightly rushed with morning sickness and mood, pull up this morning at the airport, we expect the next Surprise: People who line up in long lines in the departure hall before the check-in desks. That is, they should be lined properly; In reality reminds the band of the annual migration of wildebeest herds of the Serengeti into the Masai Mara in Kenya. And I'm almost certain the foremost would jump into the waters of the Grumeti River, the others would follow with suitcases and hand luggage on the spot.
Frank and Nina, who booked travel with annual tickets have already checked yesterday electronically, but must deposit their baggage at one of over-running counter. Linda was raised in the queue at the check-in staff . She has her Annual Leave ticket already booked last month for the trip to Vancouver and tried a Ten percent of ticket. really hopeless. The machine is full. The safe side, I will inform the on duty Captain via SMS. He is probably in the (planning) stress. In his native Sri Lanka, the snow is falling not in the same quantities as in these days in Switzerland.
Frank and Nina get on hardly. They must still meet at least seven slalom loops to switch series. The impatience is growing, the flight leaves in just over an hour. At that moment, the first delay is indicated on the display panels. Thirty minutes grace period. The people seem stressed, staff is hardly discernible. Total chaos. A courageous Dutch Passenger builds up between two switches and trying to bring order into the fray. All push forward, change lanes, or the snake, like the cars on UAE highways. An Arab is to come to an Englishwoman in her hair. Their dedicated morning talk shortened to travelers waiting time.
Frank and Nina are sheared and have been stationed at the counter for Oversize Baggage . But the officials, who had just been there, took to his heels. I turn to a young Emirati in dishdash who tries to order. He hesitates, but when I Etihad passes as Captain, flash his eyes. Now go off the post. He immediately points to a uniform, help my family. Then he lowered his voice and changes the subject. He had a GPA of 3.54 and would be on the waiting list for the pilot school ... How much would I earn now because really "45,000", I reply somewhat perplexed. " U.S. dollars ...?!" he asks back. No, it would dirhams I give him to understand the car and had to pay himself, and anyway I would have to worry now about the other daughter at the Staff-switch. Then I go underground into the masses and winds towards me Linda. It is "next", but the colleague at the Switch is little hope. It is placed on the list for a "jump seat". Wait, wait, wait. Of course it is not the only one. The clock is ticking. Frank and Nina join us before heading off to passport control. After another 20 minutes is the Off-The Captain no crew seats would be awarded. We should try again but in the evening.
I want to comfort her daughter disappointed at least with a hot chocolate, a little later, we have already put up towards Starbucks, my phone rings. The Captain songwriter: where is now my daughter would ...
Aha - I'm self thought so. This was a blatant misinformation. Linda in tow, I hate back to the check-in passing, like the elegant waiting and tell the officials the new situation. It takes another five minutes until we hand over a boarding pass. Under his chin, he has clamped the phone. I suspect, for tactical reasons, because he does not say a word. I in his place, would have the sign with the big-bodied Note that Etihad Airways is the second time this year became the World's Leading Airline named, hidden somewhere behind the cover.
Linda now receives even a seat in Economy allocated. This is a yet understand. Again in the other direction. My phone is ringing again the captain. He wants to know who then spread this nonsense about blocked crew seats. Of course he would not fly without my daughter. True colleagues aid - a bit of selfishness may - or must? be -. Each and every man for himself, or the next. We are having experienced this morning.
start of the holidays. The battle in the departure lounge - ESC - Every Second Counts !
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