In January of 2008, after spending Christmas and the new year with our family in Brazil the journey back to Japan became one of our worst nightmares ever. POA -> SP -> Washington -> San Francisco -> San Jose -> San Francisco -> Los Angeles -> Seoul -> Osaka. In total we spent over 60 hours between airplanes and airport gates, not being able to lie down and sleep properly. We were actually supposed to take a flight to Osaka from San Francisco but due to a strong storm the our airplane wasn't able to land properly so we landed in San Jose and had to wait inside the aircraft until they moved back to San Francisco, thus loosing the connection and ending up in South Korea! This picture was taken in San Jose, after a pretty scary unsuccessful attempt to land in San Francisco. While we where waiting the pilot decided say "hello" to the passengers in the corridor. He saw a little kid with his mom waiting in the line for the toilet and asked if they wanted to see the cockpit. The mom angry replied she just wanted food and go home because they were tired. Listening to that I decided to ask if I could see the cabin, and take a picture -- meaning a picture of him, the pilot at his seat. He missunderstood me, took the camera from my hands and let me sit there. So much for all the anti-terror security craziness. On the way out my head bump in some controls on the ceiling, which made me a bit concerned. Overall, the storm just made what was already horrible even worse. They kept terrorizing us saying that they were overbooked and that there was be no place for all. Our luggage only arrived about four days later. After that we promised ourselves we would never ever take United Airlines again, and also avoid all other American companies.