I just got home, and I am grumpy.
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Well, That Was A Blast
Remember that whole "unlucky traveler" theme?
It's baaaack!
Last night I flew to Canada for a few days to see my family, mostly because I likely won't be able to come back for several months and I wanted to spend some time with my grandmother, and I was sort of nervous about international travel because, you know...eight months pregnant. But I figured, "Eh, the flight's straight out of Newark and what, like, a little over an hour?" And my doctor said as long as I stayed hydrated, a flight that short was no big deal.
Ah, but did it end up being short? Not so much.
Sleepy Amtrak Sunrise
You know how whenever you go to the train station there's that one hysterical person running through the station like a lunatic, bags flailing about wildly, screaming "EXCUSEMEEXCUSEMEEXCUSEME"?
PhotoBooth Makes Flight Delays Funner
For the past five hours, I have been sitting in a food court in the airport in Des Moines. Wait, I'm sorry, that's a lie: I spent the first hour sitting in a plane on the tarmac, and the subsequent two hours on line trying to re-book my flight after several fire trucks pulled up next to the plane and we were asked to disembark (yeah, again)
We Are Ten.
Kendrick and I are on Hour Two of our layover in Denver.
All your base are belong to us.
Still Here
My expression in this photo pretty much encapsulates how I’m feeling right now. Aspen is gorgeous, and PK’s house (which I’m not taking for-public-consumption photographs of, just FYI) is a dream…but I want my bed, and my dogs (my poor mother is watching them all by herself), and right now those things are more than 30 hours away (at present, we’re set to arrive in NYC around 10PM tomorrow).
At this moment, Kendrick and I are sitting in a big pile of bags in the Aspen Airport Grill, waiting for a ride first to the grocery store, where we’ll pick up snowy-evening supplies, and then to shelter.
OK, OK…it’s kind of romantic.
Just Before Touchdown
A shot of Kendrick and me shortly before we touched down in Bangkok to begin our honeymoon…about 2 days after we started our journey (no sleeping had happened at this point; hence…well…that).
Me with some fire trucks, aboard AirTran Flight 206.
I was very impressed with AirTran’s response to the ordeal - they gave each passenger a complimentary round-trip ticket, plied us with coffee and donuts, and had us in the air (that’s where I am now) within two hours.
I know I’m sounding very blase about this whole thing, but the truth is that I was absolutely terrified. When we were skidding across the tarmac the plane was dead silent, everyone just gripping the armrests and staring straight ahead, bracing for an impact or a crash landing into the water. So, being Thanksgiving and all…let’s just say that I feel like I have a lot to be thankful for at the moment. It’s good to be reminded sometimes of how quickly things can turn on you…and how important it is to appreciate what you have right now.
Happy Thanksgiving to my Mom and Dad, Lucy, and all my friends and family (and especially my Aunt Trudy and cousin Zach, who are visiting NYC this weekend from Canada and who I’m very sad to be missing). Eat well, enjoy that tryptophan buzz, and I’ll see you all soon!
See those lights? That would be about seventy thousand fire trucks and police cars outside my airplane window, all of which showed up shortly following an explosion towards the back of the plane that happened seconds before takeoff and caused the pilot to slam on the brakes, sending the plane kind of skidding across the runway (I’m not faulting the pilot here; I am absolutely thrilled that braking occurred rather than flying).
Apparently we made the news. Here’s someone’s video of our little adventure.
This is us in the airport, happy and optimistic about our flight taking off on time.
Me: “Ooh! Mirror. Stop, let’s take a picture!”
Kendrick: “No.”
Me: “Come on, it’ll be fun.”
