No, no one has died since the last funeral, at least not anyone I know. We have crossed the continent by air though, and it was a lulu of a trip.
The travel took up two days. First we drove to Charlotte, where we stayed with R's cousin, a oenologist who sells wines to restaurants, stores, and hotels in his region and lives the high life in what a new version of the old south.
After that trip to another cultural milieu, Jeremy and I flew the first leg of our flight the next morning to Houston. Then things went south, so to speak.
Our flight was supposed to leave at about 11:30 and get to CA at 1:00 PST. But the flight was first postponed a few times and finally cancelled. After standing in line for nearly 3 hours, we finally got a flight to LAX. It was our own problem how we would get home from there. The airline didn't give us a voucher for land travel, just $10. each to buy dinner at the Houston airport, which yielded only a tremendous case of heartburn.
J's friend picked us up at the airport, but today, J has to pick up the bags at the airport here. Our bags went there without us, on the next flight out.
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Major air travel always seems to involve several monkey wrenches these days. When I flew back from Roanoke, the airlines kept canceling things until I missed Yolanda's concert. Very aggravating. And that was just the last flight... It's just the way they all are now.
Glad you and the bags are safe and sound.
Thanks Marly. Yes, we're home, and I didn't even tell you about the trip in!
They always seem tumultuous these days, even without tsa-havoc!
That is true. The bags are home, we are home; this particular trip is complete.
However, we had originally been scheduled to fly two days before we actually left. I had the flu, and was unable to travel. The doctor said I would be contagious till one week after the ailment came on, which worked out to Weds. the first.
Luckily, I had bought travel insurance, and we've started the claim process.
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