Step 8: Spend a Day at the Airport

So pretty much NOTHING went according to plan today.  At the end of it, however, I learned two things: I hate fog.  I hate aviation.

I went to bed around 5:30 am.  I got up at 8 am.  I drove to the airport through super dense fog, and only narrowly avoided crashing into someone who'd crashed into someone and then proceeded to NOT move their car off the freeway.  I realize you're freaking out because you just almost died, but c'mon, do you really want to take others down with you?  Really?  *not bitter about lack of intelligence*  ANYWAY.  Phone rings while I'm navigating the fog and it goes to voicemail.  It is best friend. "I'm not even in Connecting City yet. Rerouted, call you later."  Uh oh.  Ah well, it'll probably be okay, there are a couple flights out of there today, so even if she misses thie first, she'll be on the second.  Drive on!  I was at the airport by 9:30, planty of time to stake out the optimal "ZOMGTHERESHEISHAI!" spot to wait, and also read a couple chapters in the book I brought to pass the time and keep my excitement from becoming anxiety.  I walk in and check: flight is delayed.  Hey!  That's actually kind of good news!  She might make it after all!  Now, where do we sit?

A few hours later.  Now, instead of arriving at 10:14, original flight will be here at 2:45.  Well, good thing I can doze in public and I brought a book.  Fast forward to 1:15 pm.  Best friend has at last made it to Chicago, but original connection has already left.  Along with the next soonest flight (which left before the original one did).  But! She'll be on the next one, it'll be here at 6:30.  *deepsigh*  Well, airport seat, you and I are about to have a SERIOUS nap.  I should have brought my DS, or at least a second book.

6:27, phone rings.  It is best friend. PLEASE be calling to excelaim that you are happily on the ground and will see me in a few minutes... "Go home.  I'll be there tomorrow."  Please be kidding. "They changed the gate and didn't announce it, so I missed that flight, too.  The next one doesn't leave until tomorrow.  Go home."  Not kidding. Well, frick...what about best friend? "I'm sleeping in the airport tonight."  Oh no!  As if this day weren't long enough...

Anyway, all I really know (other than that I hate fog and aviation) is that as long as my day seemed, my poor BFF is trying to sleep in an airport right now.  And that more than sucks.  It isn't fair.  I promise you a cozy snuggle down once you're finally here.

Today hindered my goal in that I spent two hours of gas plus $20 on parking/food just to be DENIED bff access.  I'm glad "today" is over.  The real today (9/13) shall be splendid.  I deem it so.

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