Hello and welcome back to the Dogpound, where traveling is truly an adventure. In my last article, if you remember, and I would be very disappointed if you did not, I was flying to see family for Christmas but got caught in the Chicago “curse” that seems to follow me any time I land at that airport. I was three hours late getting to Knoxville, Friday night before Christmas, but at least I made it on the same day that I left including my luggage. Yes, a holiday miracle..but I digress. I had signed up for the text alerts so I would stay informed as to the status of my flights, and on Monday morning I received a text alert that said my flight out of Chicago would be about 45 minutes late. This was nothing compared to how long it took me to get to Knoxville, however, as you may have guessed my text messages could not defeat the Chicago “curse.” [At this point, cue in ominous sounding music if you are reading this to someone.] I arrive at the airport and there were like three-to-four people ahead of me, which was no big deal, but I was kind of wondering after a few minutes why no one was using the Kiosk. The families at the head of the line did not look very happy…then again nor did the airplane personnel who were trying to handle their flight arrangements. The quandary was quickly solved when they announced that all flights to Chicago would be delayed three hours; there were very audible groans from the ever-growing line of wanna-be passengers. I finally got to the counter and was told that I had two options; I could come back tomorrow morning, or I could fly to my destination via Dallas Ft. Worth. I would not be leaving till 2:45 p.m. in the afternoon [it was 9 a.m. now] and instead of getting in at 1:30 p.m., I would get in at 9:30 p.m. at night. Dallas was not compelling but there were no guarantees that I would not run into the same problem tomorrow, so I took the slow boat to China so to speak [come to think about it…we really do not hear that phrase used anymore. Maybe we are afraid of offending our future landlord?? Hmmm] Anyway, accepting the fact that the Chicago “curse” had struck again I spent the whole day stuck in airports and planes. At least I got home in one piece with my luggage intact. Could have been worse…could have had to have a sleep over at the airport and me without an extra change of underwear.
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK
“We give advice by the bucket, but take it by the grain.” – William R Alger
That is it for now. I think I need a nap. As always be good, play safe and remember if you have to fly heed my warning about the Chicago “curse.”
JR and Max