I mentioned I would talk about my trip.
Let me just say, I can see where people get inspiration from.
We were supposed to land in our destination around 2 in the afternoon, plus a 2 hour drive, we would be at our inn at 4 PM.
First, our flights got delayed.
That wouldn't be such a big deal if our connecting flight wasn't leaving before the first flight landed. We spoke to the airline and they insisted it was ok. So, we left for the airport several hours early because clearly everything wasn't ok.
Then, while driving to the airport, we got a notification our flight had been delayed again. We shook our heads and kept on until we got to the check-in desk. The woman was already not too thrilled to be working, so our frustration mixed with hers wasn't a good combination.
Eventually, we got a new route to our destination. We'd arrive at the inn two hours later than planned, but that's life.
The plane we were taking to Chicago was late. The airline, being a business, was determined to make up the time, they threw the people off the plane and shoved us on the plane. That's fine, we all want to make up lost time.
We made our way to Chicago, and had to circle the area due to "weather." It was sprinkling on the ground in Chicago, though someone said because of a funnel cloud we weren't allowed to land. Well, because we were in such a hurry to leave for Chicago, the plane wasn't re-fueled and we had no fuel to circle, so we landed in another state.
Sitting on the plane for about an hour, we finally made our trip to Chicago, of course missing our connecting flight.
The next flight, in which was over booked by one person, wasn't for a while, so I finally had lunch at about 5 in the afternoon.
We finally made it to our destination, and were ready to face a two hour drive to the inn. Unfortunately, someone had other plans for us, and we encountered an accident on the highway. It took two hours to go two miles, and it wasn't until midnight that we were speeding away, hungry, thirsty and done with the trip.
Because of the late hour drive, a location people normally call beautiful will always be plastered in my mind as something straight out of a horror movie. There was fog everywhere, and there was this marsh that was illuminated by the moon. The marsh had dead trees poking out and I was just waiting to hear the moaning of the dead.
Needless to say, the three or four hours of sleep we got that night were not enough, and we failed to enjoy our time.
I'm just thankful the return trip wasn't a repeat of the trip out and we made it home safely.
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