Sometimes real life is stranger than anything you could make up. This morning we arrived at the San Fran airport to fly the plane to Orlando. The gate started loading people on and I walked around the plane doing a preflight. When I came around the left side of the plane I noticed a huge puddle of jet fuel under the left engine. The rampers had their belt loader parked in the middle of it loading bags into the forward cargo hold. It was unreal. I had them stop loading and asked the supervisor how long the 7 foot puddle of fuel had been there. "Well", he said, pointing out down the ramp to a long trail of fuel leading out to the runway, "They trailed it in and it's been leaking ever since". I just looked at him, trying to digest what kind of an attitude a person must have to work in the middle of a puddle of jet fuel getting a leaking plane ready to fly 190 people 2,800 miles. Insane.
Long story short, the plane was dismantled and we swapped into another one. That's another story..
We finally got into Orlando and I had the afternoon for a sweet long run. | 