The domestic airport in Delhi was pretty lousy -- there were only four gates and things there were so haphazard that my boarding pass didn't even have a gate number on it. "We'll assign that later," they told me. "When is later?" I wondered. As it turned out, "later" was right before the flight. Apparently we passengers were on a need-to-know basis.
This last flight was only an hour long, so it was child's play to me. Actually, they even gave us a full breakfast, so it was almost perfect; however, the trip only gets three stars because the fat guy sitting next to me was clearly well over the armrest divider throughout the entire meal.
It's hard to argue with people who don't speak English.
Posted by Michael at June 8, 2004 07:20 AM