And I had three different flight cancelled. They kept rebooking me, but what are you going to do when the airport isn't open? In the end I got a bit desperate. I didn't really have the option of postponing this trip later in the month, and each day that I lost put me closer to when I needed to be back in DC for a conference.
So last night I rebooked, for the fourth time. Andrew drove me to Richmond, VA, which is less than three hours away in the southerly direction. We left home eight hours before my flight in case the roads were unbearable. But I think it's all going to turn out: I'm sitting in an airport, I have three hours before my flight, and airplanes appear to be winging their way into the sky.
Now the question is, will I be able to return on Wednesday, in the midst of the next predicted storm?
8 comments:
WOW!!!! What an adventure!! I hope you don't have to fly BACK into Richmond.
Now I know why DC has snow drift signs attached to lamp posts.
Next summer when I'm sitting in 112 degree heat pondering why I live in a heat drenched desert, I'm going to re-read this blog. :-) Hang in there Renee! We're pulling for you.
No a whole lot you can do when mother nature decides to shut your area down.
did you make it there??
Keep us posted.
I'm reading this Wednesday morning, as I hear about the next round of snowstorms in the DC area. Can't wait to hear whether you made it back!
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