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Yes this is some fiction involving a fictional airline trading as Cyber lines/ways
The location would be anywhere in either North America or Europe
The story is a mix-up of real facts and fictional ones.
Enjoy (or hate) the reading
Comments off course welcome ....
Worsening news were developping outside as a thickening layer of fog blanketed the airport. Lack of suitable vertical and horizontal visibility led the airlines to either delay their flights, indefinitely off course or simply cancel them. Despite our misery, we passengers due for flight CBR 3133 were among the luckiest ones should the events would at last develop in our favour.
The mid-sized Boeing 757-200 allocated to our flight was already at gate as late during the previous night, she normally concluded her workload. Observing the high-heeled mighty twin-jet brought its share of fun. Cyb-R-lines is notoriously cash strapped, but there were some facts which were worth their weight in gold. The aircraft was in an almost all white finish with a grey belly and all yellow fin betraying some former days with Condor Flugdienst, Germany's top leisure and charter airline. Showing up above the windows line were the company titles "CYB-R-LINES" albeit in rather microscopic size !!! When reading the registration D-UMMY, I better understood why the airline made its best not to expose itself with more visibility.
Waiting for a flight is usually not a problem. As a compulsive plane crazy, I indulge in picturing incoming and departing aircrafts and recording their registrations, operators, types and so on, unless I spot some lonely but attractive long haired and busty woman. I therefore make a diversion while focusing on how to neatly open the conversation.
But no such lady was around to single out herself from the dismal lot of fellow stranded passengers.
As some prize, I got a courtesy call from Captain Jessop, the 757 driver, whom I personally acquainted to. In the process, I am briefed on the latest meteorological developpments summarized by
"Hope you're smart enough not to overload your agenda with appointments !!!" I then offered him to come along for a coffee, my treat. Captain Jessop excused himself by pointing out his crewmates and himself were understandably up to a big day and eager to get through it. However he asked
"Still hve the same cell number ?"
"Yes"
"OK then, as soon I get something I keep you posted by SMS"
We parted from each other and I finally sat beside an hefty pile of newspapers left behind. First, I scanned the ads of all sorts, then the crosswords, which proved very popular as every single puzzle was filled
To write the least, I was puzzled to be left over with SuDoKus
I scanned over the newspapers again for the SuDoKus and quickly understood why they were left untouched ! Brain teasing levels ranged from "Difficult" to "Demoniak" with "Devilish" and "Diabolik" in between according to who were the puzzle editors and for which news syndicates they worked for.
To be continued
Alain
The location would be anywhere in either North America or Europe
The story is a mix-up of real facts and fictional ones.
Enjoy (or hate) the reading
Comments off course welcome ....
Worsening news were developping outside as a thickening layer of fog blanketed the airport. Lack of suitable vertical and horizontal visibility led the airlines to either delay their flights, indefinitely off course or simply cancel them. Despite our misery, we passengers due for flight CBR 3133 were among the luckiest ones should the events would at last develop in our favour.
The mid-sized Boeing 757-200 allocated to our flight was already at gate as late during the previous night, she normally concluded her workload. Observing the high-heeled mighty twin-jet brought its share of fun. Cyb-R-lines is notoriously cash strapped, but there were some facts which were worth their weight in gold. The aircraft was in an almost all white finish with a grey belly and all yellow fin betraying some former days with Condor Flugdienst, Germany's top leisure and charter airline. Showing up above the windows line were the company titles "CYB-R-LINES" albeit in rather microscopic size !!! When reading the registration D-UMMY, I better understood why the airline made its best not to expose itself with more visibility.
Waiting for a flight is usually not a problem. As a compulsive plane crazy, I indulge in picturing incoming and departing aircrafts and recording their registrations, operators, types and so on, unless I spot some lonely but attractive long haired and busty woman. I therefore make a diversion while focusing on how to neatly open the conversation.
But no such lady was around to single out herself from the dismal lot of fellow stranded passengers.
As some prize, I got a courtesy call from Captain Jessop, the 757 driver, whom I personally acquainted to. In the process, I am briefed on the latest meteorological developpments summarized by
"Hope you're smart enough not to overload your agenda with appointments !!!" I then offered him to come along for a coffee, my treat. Captain Jessop excused himself by pointing out his crewmates and himself were understandably up to a big day and eager to get through it. However he asked
"Still hve the same cell number ?"
"Yes"
"OK then, as soon I get something I keep you posted by SMS"
We parted from each other and I finally sat beside an hefty pile of newspapers left behind. First, I scanned the ads of all sorts, then the crosswords, which proved very popular as every single puzzle was filled
To write the least, I was puzzled to be left over with SuDoKus
I scanned over the newspapers again for the SuDoKus and quickly understood why they were left untouched ! Brain teasing levels ranged from "Difficult" to "Demoniak" with "Devilish" and "Diabolik" in between according to who were the puzzle editors and for which news syndicates they worked for.
To be continued
Alain
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