An omen?

My little area of Italy is right in the heel of the boot, and the local airport to Lecce is Brindisi. I managed to get a fairly cheap flight from Standsted with low-cost giants Ryanair. I knew I was to be met at Brindisi by my new boss, an Irish fella, named Noel Gallagher (Oasis jokes at the ready!), and that on my flight somewhere were my other 2 new colleagues. The flight was as expected…boring and stomach-churning-inducing…I hate flying! But everything was going according to plan, until about 15 minutes before landing, when the pilot informed us that due to a security breach at Brindisi airport, our plane was being diverted to Bari (further north in the Puglia region). Great!! I knew that the other 2 new teachers were a couple, and were blonde. Spying 2 twenty-somethings who appeared to fit that bill, and starting to feel extremely anxious about what I should do when arriving in Bari, I decided to ask them if they were indeed my fellow EFL teachers. Thank god…my detective work was correct, and I hadn’t just introduced myself to 2 holidaymakers. We stuck together when the plane landed, and after collecting our luggage, Ria (of the couple ‘Ria and Rich’) was able to contact Noel on her mobile, who told us he would wait for us at Brindisi. We waited forever for the courtesy buses that took us the 90 minutes to Brindisi. We were finally at the right airport, and were spotted by Noel and school-owner Marcello. Brindisi airport was completely shut, but the parking area was full with TV vans and great big satellite dishes. It turns out that a plane had been ‘high-jacked’ between Turkey and Greece, and forced to head towards Italy...where military planes intervened and managed to land the plane safely at Brindisi. I can’t quite remember all the details now. A crisis averted….but a diversion and late night for me...and maybe a bad omen for some unsettled times ahead in my new ‘home’.