If only our little Mesa Airlines Beechcraft had looked like this today. When when landed in Decatur enroute to Chicago (I'm supposed to start fieldwork in Detroit tomorrow) a landing gear door came loose.
Apparently such thing can take hours, even days to fix here. We waited for an hour and nobody in a white coat showed up. I'm stuck here at least for tonight. Karmic balance for all the airborne luck we had last weekend, maybe. I took the commuter from Marion to save a few hours of driving to St. Louis, and now it's costing me a day, at least. Air service is a real problem for southern Illinois.
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