Another Frankfurt Story

So, our flight to Malta was routed through Frankfurt. And I now have another ‘don’t fly through Frankfurt” story.

Our flight was delayed due to thick ground fog, so we landed 10 minutes late. We had barely 40 minutes to get our connecting flight. We came into the ‘A’ terminal, somewhere in the 20s – it was hard to see. Our connecting flight was out of gate B55. Frankfurt is a huge airport – bigger than Dallas Fort Worth, more spread out. We had looked at the terminal layout in the flight magazine and saw an underground tunnel to get from A to B.

We walked and walked, and finally got to the tunnel. Walked through it and finally got to A – it took about 25 minutes. We did have to go through security again on the way. No problem there, everyone was waiting to board. When they let us through, we all got onto a bus. It pulled away and started heading towards the tarmac; I thought we’d get to a plane and head up outside steps to board. But we kept going. Passed the lower gates of B, kept going. Crossed a wide open expanse with lots of other ground traffic, kept going and going.

Finally we came to a plane, and we were let out to climb up the outside steps. I looked up, and we were parked at gate A26. … Wasn’t that the gate we’d arrived at? Once we got inside, Logan asked the flight attendant. Indeed, that plane had just come in from Munich. The same @#!!! plane from the same !@##!! airline! But it took us almost an hour to get there.