Thursday, April 11, 2013

The joys of travel

It ' s not that I didn't love every minute in Atlanta and Athens; I had a wonderful time and two terrific classes. I met my cousin, made new friends, and enjoyed southern hospitality. I should have been home by now. But I am still sitting in the Atlanta airport.

I have been here since 8:am for a 10:00 flight that was, along with two earlier and two subsequent flights CANCELLED due to weather. Weather? Uh huh. The usual suspect. I managed to get the last seat on the last flight out of Atlanta to EWR--at 5:39(supposedly) tonight.

With that, hot-footed it over to the United club lounge, where I am spending the day with a hundred other souls who are In the same boat. Well, maybe not 100--but multitudinous (is there such a word?) numerous. Many. Lots.tons. The bartender is having a good day.

Happily, the amenities here include free snacks: liquid and otherwise.

And I have a big fat detective book by Elizabeth George to keep me occupied. I am on standby for a slightly earlier flight but at this point it does not matter.

I have to say that the United agent at this club is such a sweetheart that it is almost enough to make me switch from hating United to merely disliking them:-/.
More after the commercial.

3 comments:

jawilliams4 said...

I admit to being something of a Luddite when it comes to travel. Although certainly convenient sometimes, being whisked across hundreds or thousands of miles in an instant (well, of course not REALLY an instant) has always seems kid of -- wrong -- to me. There is something in me that enjoys feeling that the time and effort it takes to get somewhere is proportional to the distance -- physical or psychic -- of the trip. If nothing else, thinking this way prevents excessive annoyance at delays. :-j

Jill Williams

tiedyejudy said...

Yuk! Stuck in an airport for how many hours? You have my sympathy! I do hope you got home safely!

Eva said...

My sympathy! Flights can get on your nerves, I know. I remember a dreadful night when the flight was due at around 6 am and we had to start at 1:30 am because the bus had to pick up 30 other travellers from 10 hotels. My feet were swollen at last as if they had been blown up.-- Hope you will be home soon.