We've arrived safely on the left coast. Of course, not without the requisite flight drama, but we're here nonetheless. Our flight out of Syracuse was delayed by two hours due to thunderstorms, so we hung around the airport-of-nothingness for quite a while. They told us we would almost certainly miss our connection in Chicago, necessitating an overnight stay, but the pilot told us he was going to go as fast as the plane could go. We still arrived in Chicago too late, but luckily the next flight was delayed just enough to catch it. Of course, this was only after running what was almost nearly a mile through O'Hare. Do you know how many silent chuckles you get from airport strangers when two people are attempting to run and one has a severe back injury and one is carrying two heavy laptop cases? And do you know how huge O'Hare is?!
But like I said, we did finally make it. Today we're trying to shake off the jet lag and enjoy a low-key, rainy day with my brother. Tonight is grilling, alcohol, and a movie. Here is a picture of a friend we made while waiting in Syracuse:
2 comments:
Dude, it was so quiet at work today! Missed having you around. Anyway, hope the vacay is off to a fabulous start!
I have such fear for our upcoming flight this Saturday.... Glad you made it!
My youngest sister had that happen to her on her FIRST ever alone flight: An international flight from Germany to Amsterdam to Buffalo (via Toronto). The first flight arrived late and the woman behind the counter's only help was, "Well, you better run, then." Thanks, thanks a lot.
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