The pilot of the SJC outbound leg was simply late; we were all seated when we heard the announcement that the pilot was "on his way to the airport" and would be there "any moment now". Heh.
The next leg, a flight that had originated in Santa Barbara, had *some*one in the Santa Barbara flight crew -- they never did say who it was -- who'd simply vanished. It took several hours to get a new crewmember up from Los Angeles. So I sat in Dallas for a while waiting for that plane to catch up. For all the airline knew that person had fallen off a cliff in the night. No idea what happened.
Fortunately I didn't have a layover! Yikes! I hate those sudden overnight layovers -- and you had no warm clothing, yeow.
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I once had a delay, resulting in an overnight layover, due to a flight attendant waiting to the last minute to call in sick.
Annoyingly, I wasn't at all dressed for an evening in snowy Denver, since I was travelling from warm SF to warmer Austin.
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The next leg, a flight that had originated in Santa Barbara, had *some*one in the Santa Barbara flight crew -- they never did say who it was -- who'd simply vanished. It took several hours to get a new crewmember up from Los Angeles. So I sat in Dallas for a while waiting for that plane to catch up. For all the airline knew that person had fallen off a cliff in the night. No idea what happened.
Fortunately I didn't have a layover! Yikes! I hate those sudden overnight layovers -- and you had no warm clothing, yeow.