Because well, on Wednesday we went to the airport super early to get standby on an earlier flight to Tulsa that Sam's brother was already on. However, we did not get on that flight, and ours was scheduled to leave some five hours later, and we hit up a Chili's for a margarita as big as my head. And some food.
However that was good news as that flight had crew hours troubles and ended up being canceled, so a few hours after he gloated about getting on his early flight, we met back up with Sam's brother who had started that day in Seattle. Then our flight got delayed. Then our gate got moved. Then our gate got moved again. Then we kept getting text messages with inaccurate gate numbers. Awesome town. Then it got delayed some more. Then we did in fact get on the flight about an hour and a half late. And Sam's brother who had been standby on our flight got on it too! So the brother made it to Tulsa for Christmas and we all made it safe and sound. If well after midnight.
Of course it would be too much to hope that three days later the airport would be fine (after gigantic Tulsa blizzard on Christmas Eve!). So I am writing this from the Tulsa airport (bar, shut up delays are better with cabernets) about forty five minutes after our plane was to depart. ORD has a ground stop going, well I guess it just became a ground delay, and we just watched the 10:30am flight from Tulsa to ORD take off. Four. Hours. Late. We hope to get home tonight, and I see a cab ride in our future to get us all the way home.
Although Christmas was great, fun movies with family, fun gift openings. I happened to buy his parents a dvd of something that had been watching on their tivo for a month, so that was a score, and although I got both Sam's parents and his brother a copy of season one Mad Men, it was a big hit. In fact when Sam's mom saw his brother open it, she suggested they let them borrow it until he got back from his post-christmas trip to Japan (they would ship it). I was treated to cute a cute scarf and gloves, some gift cards (to awesome places) AND a gorgeous necklace that is on a thick silver cord with two little bands on it with my birthstones on one and Sam's on the other (go Sam's mom) as well as when I return home it will be to many, many quilting goodies!!!!!
Anyway, let's hope that we get to Chicago in the swiftest possible amount of time. I bet Steve McQueen is pissed at us.
Where's Beebo?! There she is!!!
11 years ago
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Update: We did get on board a little after six. We got to Chicago, but had to hang out on a landing pad for about ten minutes until we got a gate.
Then the plane was tiny, so Sam had to gate check his bag (mine had been check-checked due to present from his mother). I went to go meet the baggage while he waited at the plane for his.
I got mine first because the elevator that brings those bags up, got stuck in the middle full of all the bags. It took a while to get maintenance to fix it.
But, when he got his bag, we got into a short taxi line and were back in the city very quickly. Finally!
Dave actually made it all the way home last night. His flight to Minneapolis was VERY LATE, but his flight to Spokane was later still due to some perplexing mechanical issue. So he called me from the house just before 2am PST. Which, yes, IS just before 4am CST, but I did ask him to call when he got home. He'd been texting me from airports.
It's nice to have everybody where they mean to be and not in nasty airport/weather limbo.
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