I travel enough to have a lot of travel and airline stories. Overall, I have as many positive ones as negative ones. In fact, I am typically very productive on airplanes, even when the seating space is tight. Today, however, I want to talk about one of “those” travel days. This particularly interesting travel happened about a year ago, but recently I was reminded of it. My day was supposed to be relatively straightforward – fly from White Plains, N.Y., through Chicago to Phoenix, arriving there about 12:30 local time. But that isn’t how it went.