I am living a traveling nightmare. The day started off just fine. I arrived at Minneapolis/St. Paul, got through security, and sat down at my gate. I was having a very nice conversation with a soldier who was heading to Houston. He too had been injured in Iraq so it wasn't hard to make small talk. It wasn't until four pm when I realized we still had no plane and our flight was going to be delayed. Three and a half hours later, we finally were able to leave the twin cities.
I have arrived in Chicago to sit with thousands of stranded travelers. When looking at the departure lists the word cancelled fills the screen. I'm fortunate. My flight is still on. For now. There are lines of hundreds of fliers waiting to hear their fate at the ticket counter. A few of them leave with a smile. Most leave cussing.
I'm exhausted. If I manage to get out of Chicago it will be a miracle. Unfortunately this is all weather related so they aren't even putting people in hotels. If you can find a hotel you should consider yourself blessed by God. I have this strange feeling I am going to be spending the night in the airport.
To top this all off, my cell phone is still not working and T-Mobile can't get me a new phone until Wednesday. If you know my number please call me and entertain me.