Fearful Flight

I started this blog entry from the Atlanta airport awaiting a flight to New York City.

As I understand it’s snowing in the Big Apple at present (It was). I also heard that Atlanta may get snow the night we return home (It did). I am no fan of the cold weather, not to mention Shannan and I are ill prepared to get snowed in for any length of time (We didn’t). We have packed as lightly as possible for our trip that’s scheduled to last little more than 36 hours.

I’m particularly paranoid about this kind of thing. We once traveled to Indiana in March for a day trip. Shannan took me to the Hoosier state so I could run there and procure my fiftieth state in which to do so. It had snowed in Indianapolis before we arrived and threatened ice that afternoon. Threatening proved to be enough. All flights were cancelled. Shannan and I ended up stranded overnight with no toothbrush, no change of clothes, no contact numbers, nothing.

As a result, I have brought on this trip the bare minimum--a tooth brush and running gear. I’ll let you know how it goes.

Epilogue-- Some of the parenthetical notes above fill in the gaps. We made it to our destination safely and on time. It sleeted that night. The following day brought some sunshine and the travel-halting weather didn’t come to fruition. Our return trip went without a hitch. However, a wintry weather mess did roll into Atlanta a little later than scheduled. Fortunately, we threaded the needle and didn’t need more than our overnight bags. Whew! Who wants to wash running clothes in a hotel sink?

Run strong. Pack well.

Tom