|New York City|
Air travel is always an adventure these days. We arrived at the airport in a timely fashion only to find out when checking the bags that our American Airlines flight was delayed. They kindly called me with news of the delay when I was standing in the security line. Thanks for nothing! Of course the line was short since time was of not of the essence. Not wanting to start the trip on a negative note, we headed to a restaurant at the airport for lunch and beverages. Happy birthday to me!
We finally took off and ran into some pretty bad weather for the last part of the trip. There was a lot of turbulence, and the view outside my window was that of the proverbial pea soup. When the pilot announced that we were sixteen minutes away from landing, we both sighed in relief. But then sixteen became thirty, which became forty-five, all with no further updates from the cockpit. That is when I became nervous, which frayed Jim's nerves because I never get nervous on planes. Just as we were beginning to wonder if the 10:00 news was going to be carrying our story, I saw lights down below. Whew! Once on the ground, things moved quickly and we were in a cab on our way to midtown. After a harrowing cab ride, we arrived at our hotel several hours later than planned.
|The Court Hotel|
Our friends had arrived early in the day, and shared their stories of schlepping around New York in the rain. The hairdryer in their room got a workout as they attempted to dry clothes and shoes for later use. They had waited for us to eat, so we grabbed a nice dinner at the Italian restaurant across the street from the hotel. It was a good time to catch up and make our plans for Thursday. More on that in the next post...