what happens when your five hour connection from charlottesville to seattle is delayed five hours?well, two things, really:
1) you don't get home until 3:30am. which is 5:30am in the time zone you just left.
2) you never, EVER fly US Airways again. ever.
shout out to both summer and afton who handled the situation superbly. we really could not have asked for better behaved children.
and while we were the only ones on the flight with children two and under--let alone TWO children two and under, we seemed to be amongst the more "chill" of the group upon receiving the bad news of the delay (first a one hour delay...then two...then three...then, well, you've all been there).
security even had to come and take away one elderly gentleman with anger management issues. we never saw him again.
anyway, our friendly reminder to those who were so distraught (yes, we're talking to you college students returning from a trip to the bahamas and able to go to sleep and get up whenever you feel like it): things could be worse, you could be us.
and for us? well, when i was feeling pretty low, bryan handed me this picker-upper: we could be in darfur.
indeed, we counted our blessings.
also, see that poor kid in the background by my right shoulder? he had the unfortunate luck of sitting across from me not once, but twice while i breastfed afton. who knows, maybe i kept him entertained.
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Oh I'm having flashbacks of Coby at age 2 and Scotty and I stuck on the Tarmac in an airplane for an extra 2 hours, and in the airport for an extra 2 before that. I was later informed America West was nicknamed America Worst. Notorious for stunts like that.
HELL.
At least you had your husband. Can you imagine? (shudder, maybe not a good idea.)
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