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Ok, this is my first report and I find a lot of reports dry and boring, so while its long, I'll make mine entertaining, mainly to keep my own interest, but you might like it too.
Flight: NW364
Aircraft: 757-300 N584NW
Route: SFO-MSP
Date: 1/1/05
Gate: 43
Seat: 1D (First class b!tch!)
ETD: 8:51AM
ATD: 9:06AM
ETA: 2:26PM
ATA: 2:15PM
Score of Rose Bowl: 41-38 Texas
Time of Death: 10:42pm
Cause of Death: Propane was lit and.....eh, sorry.
Anyway, I usually take the trip to Minneapolis once a year, where I sweat my a$$ off in the humid heat of the summer. But because of an extended winter break, I took the oppertunity to freeze my a$$ off for once in the ice and snow of winter. So New Years Eve I go to a big party. My night ended up as follows.
10PM: Go to party
4AM: Get home
4:40AM: Start packing
5:00AM: Go to sleep
6:00AM: Dad wakes me up to get ready
6:10AM: Dad wakes me up again
6:30AM Dad wakes me up a 3rd time
6:35AM: Dad pours a water bottle on my head, I get up.
So I finally get to the airport at 7am, after a big dispute with my dad who wouldn't let me wear a sombrerro.
I check in, and my dad upgrades me to first class for the outbound flight! Awesome! I guess he felt bad about throwing my sombrerro out the window of the car. (It was right by our house, I'm sure he got it back) Anyway, I get through security very quickly, I was a little disapointed I didn't get the "special attention" I got last time at SFO where they scanned me up and down for 30 minutes and the TSA agent got on his knee's to check my belt, to which I made a sex face which got us some really great looks from passangers and other TSA, but thats another story.
Of course my carry-on is my camera bag 
, so I used it to take pictures around the area. The planes were landing on 19L &R at first, which gave me some great shots with my 600-1000mm "Bazooka lense", which is wildly popular with Airport Police, pilots, and pax alike. Shortly before boarding, landings switched to runways 10R & L, which is a rare occurance which has happened an unusual handfull of times this year due to weird weather patterns. I became very excited, and to everyone's delight, so did my "hard-headed" little buddy Peter. Peter is a local spotter, I called him to let him know, pervert. Anyway, so we boarded and got our welcome aboard drinks, I was having fun being in 1st class. It was great! We even had our own flamming gay male flight attendant! Oh god, did I have fun with him...eh...in a totally hetrosexual way, I'll talk about it later.
Delta 738 resting at the gate, behind me are the passangers about to board it all giving me and my mamoth lense our share of angry glances.
N584NW resting at the gate before I boarded much to the dismay of our friend the male flight attendant.
So anyway, at 8:47am we pushed back and taxied out to 10L, on the way there the conditions were perfect for pictures, so I took about 10. Before long we were airborne and on our way to MSP, I looked out at the ground below for the first 5 minutes, after that I wouldn't see anything but clouds until we were on short final.
Continental 738 rolls by on its way to EWR.
American 752 roaring by on 10R.
United A320 waiting to go as we all point and laugh and its pilots after we cut them in the quene for 10L.
Hayward Airport
Throughout the flight, the fasten seatbelt signed would be turned off, sometimes for up to 30 whole seconds, before a violent bump would encourage the pilot to turn it back on. Knowing it wasn't going to go off, the flight attendants decided to serve the meals. Now this is where every airline differs, if you're in coach on United, you get a bag of Trail Mix. If you're in coach on Northwest, you get a bag of trail mix. The differance? You have to fork up a dollar for it on Northwest, when its free almost everywhere else.
But I got a full breakfast, so I didn't care as much as I will on the flight back. Being the curious fellow I am, I started playing gay to see how the flight attendant would react. The flight attendant came up and asked me "How are you enjoying your meal, sir?" To which i stabbed a sausage with my fork, picked it up and said in the most sexual voice I could muster up "I love it, especially the sausage." After which I rubbed it all over my lips and took a bite. I got a 5 second blank stare then he said in a "wtf" voice "Well I'm glad you're eh, enjoying it, sir." and he left. We had similar encounters for the rest of the flight. He was nice enough, at least he didn't get mad.
I tried to sleep, but I never can on planes. I get too excited, so excited I need to carry it over to the lavatory. I'm not a camel after all, my bladder eventually fills. Anyway, when we broke through the clouds on final, everything was...white...very, very white. It was so white, you just want to throw somehthing onto it thats not white, so it won't be so white anymore, you know what I mean? I haven't seen snow in 8 years, so all this was new to me. I didn't even notice Mothers lake there was so much snow over it as we finally arrived on 12R, a few minutes early even though we left late, and I got my first look at the new runway, which looked rather small. I saw an A333, and several DC-10s. We pulled into the gate next to N595NW which was boarding for SEA. I did my usual routine of stealing the saftey card, then de-planing. I took some pictures, then met my grandparents and uncle at the baggage claim...where we waited 45 minutes for our flights baggage to arrive.
N596NW(753) and N226NW(DC10) parked next to us at MSP.
N226NW loading up with stoners and exotic dancers on its way to AMS.
A DC-9 with Express Jet ERJ's and a COA 737 in the background.
I walked outside and it was COLD. But according to my grandparents: "Its really warm out here, theres been no sun for the last 2 weeks so its staying in the 30's, its usually below zero." Ok, being from California, I don't get the whole below zero thing. Just the fact that the temperature can ACTUALLY reach zero amazes me, going BELOW that is just...well I can't comprehend it. So cold it goes below nothing...eh, I'd rather not think about it. I like the 50-70 degree range we get almost all year back in San Francisco. Sorry for the picture quality, my grandma's scanner isn't the best.
Flight: NW364
Aircraft: 757-300 N584NW
Route: SFO-MSP
Date: 1/1/05
Gate: 43
Seat: 1D (First class b!tch!)
ETD: 8:51AM
ATD: 9:06AM
ETA: 2:26PM
ATA: 2:15PM
Score of Rose Bowl: 41-38 Texas
Time of Death: 10:42pm
Cause of Death: Propane was lit and.....eh, sorry.
Anyway, I usually take the trip to Minneapolis once a year, where I sweat my a$$ off in the humid heat of the summer. But because of an extended winter break, I took the oppertunity to freeze my a$$ off for once in the ice and snow of winter. So New Years Eve I go to a big party. My night ended up as follows.
10PM: Go to party
4AM: Get home
4:40AM: Start packing
5:00AM: Go to sleep
6:00AM: Dad wakes me up to get ready
6:10AM: Dad wakes me up again
6:30AM Dad wakes me up a 3rd time
6:35AM: Dad pours a water bottle on my head, I get up.
So I finally get to the airport at 7am, after a big dispute with my dad who wouldn't let me wear a sombrerro.
I check in, and my dad upgrades me to first class for the outbound flight! Awesome! I guess he felt bad about throwing my sombrerro out the window of the car. (It was right by our house, I'm sure he got it back) Anyway, I get through security very quickly, I was a little disapointed I didn't get the "special attention" I got last time at SFO where they scanned me up and down for 30 minutes and the TSA agent got on his knee's to check my belt, to which I made a sex face which got us some really great looks from passangers and other TSA, but thats another story. Of course my carry-on is my camera bag , so I used it to take pictures around the area. The planes were landing on 19L &R at first, which gave me some great shots with my 600-1000mm "Bazooka lense", which is wildly popular with Airport Police, pilots, and pax alike. Shortly before boarding, landings switched to runways 10R & L, which is a rare occurance which has happened an unusual handfull of times this year due to weird weather patterns. I became very excited, and to everyone's delight, so did my "hard-headed" little buddy Peter. Peter is a local spotter, I called him to let him know, pervert. Anyway, so we boarded and got our welcome aboard drinks, I was having fun being in 1st class. It was great! We even had our own flamming gay male flight attendant! Oh god, did I have fun with him...eh...in a totally hetrosexual way, I'll talk about it later. Delta 738 resting at the gate, behind me are the passangers about to board it all giving me and my mamoth lense our share of angry glances.
N584NW resting at the gate before I boarded much to the dismay of our friend the male flight attendant.
So anyway, at 8:47am we pushed back and taxied out to 10L, on the way there the conditions were perfect for pictures, so I took about 10. Before long we were airborne and on our way to MSP, I looked out at the ground below for the first 5 minutes, after that I wouldn't see anything but clouds until we were on short final.
Continental 738 rolls by on its way to EWR.
American 752 roaring by on 10R.
United A320 waiting to go as we all point and laugh and its pilots after we cut them in the quene for 10L.
Hayward Airport
Throughout the flight, the fasten seatbelt signed would be turned off, sometimes for up to 30 whole seconds, before a violent bump would encourage the pilot to turn it back on. Knowing it wasn't going to go off, the flight attendants decided to serve the meals. Now this is where every airline differs, if you're in coach on United, you get a bag of Trail Mix. If you're in coach on Northwest, you get a bag of trail mix. The differance? You have to fork up a dollar for it on Northwest, when its free almost everywhere else.
But I got a full breakfast, so I didn't care as much as I will on the flight back. Being the curious fellow I am, I started playing gay to see how the flight attendant would react. The flight attendant came up and asked me "How are you enjoying your meal, sir?" To which i stabbed a sausage with my fork, picked it up and said in the most sexual voice I could muster up "I love it, especially the sausage." After which I rubbed it all over my lips and took a bite. I got a 5 second blank stare then he said in a "wtf" voice "Well I'm glad you're eh, enjoying it, sir." and he left. We had similar encounters for the rest of the flight. He was nice enough, at least he didn't get mad.I tried to sleep, but I never can on planes. I get too excited, so excited I need to carry it over to the lavatory. I'm not a camel after all, my bladder eventually fills. Anyway, when we broke through the clouds on final, everything was...white...very, very white. It was so white, you just want to throw somehthing onto it thats not white, so it won't be so white anymore, you know what I mean? I haven't seen snow in 8 years, so all this was new to me. I didn't even notice Mothers lake there was so much snow over it as we finally arrived on 12R, a few minutes early even though we left late, and I got my first look at the new runway, which looked rather small. I saw an A333, and several DC-10s. We pulled into the gate next to N595NW which was boarding for SEA. I did my usual routine of stealing the saftey card, then de-planing. I took some pictures, then met my grandparents and uncle at the baggage claim...where we waited 45 minutes for our flights baggage to arrive.
N596NW(753) and N226NW(DC10) parked next to us at MSP.
N226NW loading up with stoners and exotic dancers on its way to AMS.
A DC-9 with Express Jet ERJ's and a COA 737 in the background.
I walked outside and it was COLD. But according to my grandparents: "Its really warm out here, theres been no sun for the last 2 weeks so its staying in the 30's, its usually below zero." Ok, being from California, I don't get the whole below zero thing. Just the fact that the temperature can ACTUALLY reach zero amazes me, going BELOW that is just...well I can't comprehend it. So cold it goes below nothing...eh, I'd rather not think about it. I like the 50-70 degree range we get almost all year back in San Francisco.
Sorry for the picture quality, my grandma's scanner isn't the best.
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