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Update to the below: I left work not long after lunch. The roads were a mess and the back end of the minivan broke loose several times when I tapped the brakes – which was surprising as I was creeping along and barely hit the brakes.
Granny and I left for the airport at 2 p.m. to catch a 6:55 p.m. flight; we didn’t want to risk being late given the forecast.
And… the main roads were mostly clear. We were parked by 2:30. We went to a ticketing agent and got booked onto an earlier flight – one that left at 5:45.
After a bit of lunch we went to our gate and watched planes land and runways get cleared.
At 5 p.m. we were advised our earlier flight had been delayed.
Ah well. We’re back on for 6:55.
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My flight leaves in six hours.
We’ll have to see what this turns into.
(And please, go back to the title of the post and say it with a little bit of Steve Martin in your voice.)
I’m assuming it went off without a hitch?!!
I’m a Ramblin’ guy, oh yeah! Ramblin’, ramblin’, R-A-M-B-L-I-N, I’m ramblin’.
I always get to the airport WAAAAAAY too early, too. I’m always paranoid there will be an accident, I’ll get lost, etc.
That snow doesn’t look like fun! Good luck with the flights.
Why is there so much snow across the whole of North America except the Winter Olympics venues?
Sybil: After we got out of Ohio the weather was a lot better.
Icy: Ramblin…
Jan; I’m convinced that the day I plan to get to the airport just “a little early” will be the day something happens to make me hours late.
Mike: It’s a puzzle … today it was 49F (9C) when I left Vancouver. Flowers had bloomed all over the place.