We boarded our flight to Newark in anticipation of a wonderful week abroad. As we taxied toward the runway, jubilation transformed into frustration as a faulty oil temperature sensor brought the plane to a standstill. After two hours of sitting with nary an update, the plane finally limped back to an open gate.
Bewildered passengers spilled back into the terminal, greeted by bags of snack chips and bottled water. meal vouchers soon followed. Eventually they found a replacement airplane. But not before Shannon retreated inside the comfort of her fleecy Browns jacket.
A little more than six hours after our original departure time, we were finally hurdling over the Atlantic (can an airplane really hurdle?) on the way to Munich.
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