Monday, June 9, 2008

Home...


I'm happy to be home. I had fun on my trip and I love traveling, but I'm always happy to come home.
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The trip home was... interesting. I parted ways with my family at the airport in California - they were going back to Des Moines via Dallas and I had a direct flight to Chicago.
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Had.
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It was cancelled due to weather.
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When we found out, my mother got all nervous. "What are you going to do???" she asked, clearly concerned. "I'm going to have them rebook me and take the next available flight."
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Despite all the trials of the day, I didn't let it bother me. Even when the only flight I could get routed me through Memphis (hey, I'd never been there!) and even when I got the full pat-down-bag-search (I must look shifty) and even when (after sitting in the Memphis airport for two hours) I finally boarded my flight to Chicago and the pilot came on the intercom to say "Welcome to Flight 123 with service to Kansas City..." I kept my spirits up and tried to laugh about it all.
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And it really was all pretty amusing.
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And the Gin tonics didn't hurt...
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;p

1 comment:

Terri said...

Beautiful scenery out of your room! Welcome home, EEE.

Hey, when you get settled, you're due for another Dear Abby letter! Need my fix (laugh).