I’m back from San Diego! Let me rant for just a minute. I am beginning to hate flying anywhere. It always is a hassle and invariably there is a delay involved. I fly out of a relatively small airport so I usually have some sort of connection to make. On the way to SD I flew through Detroit (my home town). All went well with the first leg of the trip. Once I got to Detroit, there was a 3 hour delay for mechanical problems. It was already quite late in the evening. Of course we didn’t find out about the mechanical problem until we had taxied out to runway, sat there for a long while, taxied back to a new gate, got off the plane, and then heard what was going on. Then we had to run back to our original gate, only to wait for a long time to finally board the plane, to wait again because the luggage wasn’t on board yet. I finally got to San Diego at 1:30 a.m – which was really 4:30 a.m. back home. By the time I got to bed it was 2:30 a.m. and I had been up for 23 hours. And, I had to work the next morning.
The trip back involved, again, mechanical problems. I had to get up at 3:30 a.m in order to drop off my rental car and get to the airport for a 6:25 a.m flight. As before, the first flight was on time and we arrived early in Atlanta. I was thrilled because I would have an hour before I had to take off again…four hours later, we finally got on the plane. When I arrived home I felt like collapsing in my husband’s arms. A bit dramatic, but if I had been in a movie, perfect. My rant is almost over, but I have to add one thing: on top of all this one has to pay for food on the plane. What happened to the old days of flying?
Okay, rant over. I am home, and that is the most important thing. I worked long hours in San Diego, coaching three different Shakespeare plays and had a wonderful, if exhausting time. I ran into lots of old friends. What a blessing it is to see old friends and catch up on each others’ lives. I saw the beach, briefly, managed to have dinner with dear friends and shop for my husband’s birthday. I was back in time for the birthday which was yesterday. We had a lovely day together. All is well.
More later, including a photo of our “new” antique clock.
