They say the best made plans often fail. They were right. Last night we were supposed to fly from NY to Chicago. At noon, we got a call from American Airlines telling us that our flight was cancelled. When we got the call we acted quickly: I skipped out of work and we caught a bus to Hartford, CON where we'd catch another flight in the morning.
Half way to Hartford we got another call from the airline and were told that the next day's flight was also cancelled. They did, however, offer to fly us to Chicago (via Dallas!) on Christmas day. Thanks, but no thanks. We were lucky enough to get the last Metro North Train home from New Haven and stumbled back into our flat at 1:30 this morning. I can't believe we went to Connecticut and back for no reason last night.
So, needless to say, we'll be spending our Christmas together here in Manhattan. Not the way we had planned this Christmas, but we're happy to at least be together. We'll miss our family and the antics that go along with them but we'll just have to make up for it next year!
Merry Christmas,
Mike
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