Of course, I intended to go to Key West. But let's not dwell on the negative. Instead, let's view this as an adventure!My flight from O'Hare was two hours late because there was something wrong with the plane and they needed to replace a part. I don't fly well at all, so that was not the news I was hoping to hear. Still, I would prefer to be stuck on the ground than in the air on a plane that's not safe.
We arrived at Hartsfield with about 15 minutes before my connecting flight to Key West left. However, I was back in Row 36, so by the time I actually got off the plane, that flight was gone. (Presumably with my luggage.)
I waited around for a spot on another Key West flight, but alas, there were no seats for a lonely little standby like me. So the good people at Delta gave me a hotel voucher and here I am. They also gave me a free nightshirt, toothbrush and paste, and a razor. All this and heaven, too!
Wish I had a river I could skate away on ... Or at least a snow globe to gaze upon. It's not that I'm lonely, per se. I just miss him.