Detroit
Well, we're home now. Actually we have been home for a while - but the trip home was so traumatizing that I just couldn't bring myself to blog about it. Okay, that was a little over the top - but it was awful.
Gran dropped us off at the Elmira airport around 2:00. Our flight was scheduled to leave around 3:30. Upon checking in we learned that all the Delta planes were caught up in traffic in Detroit and that we would miss our connecting flight to Nashville. We then learned that the next flight out of Detroit wouldn't be until 9:45 p.m. Now, mind you - we were scheduled to land in Detroit around 4:30ish. This meant that we would be sitting in the Detroit airport for 5 hours with a 2 year old and a 4 year old. I wanted to cry.
When we landed in Detroit, I was hopeful that our connector also got hung up and that we would make our flight. Wrong - it left right on time of course. So we waited, and waited and waited. After supper we went over to find our gate. As it turns out, there was a play center. It was truly a Godsend. The boys acted like it was Christmas morning.
At 9:45 we were excited to go. We then find out that our connector flight is late as well. Overall, we spent a little over 7 hours in the airport. We didn't get home until 1:00 a.m. The boys had school the next morning and I had an all day trial. Remind me not to fly Delta ever again.
Gran dropped us off at the Elmira airport around 2:00. Our flight was scheduled to leave around 3:30. Upon checking in we learned that all the Delta planes were caught up in traffic in Detroit and that we would miss our connecting flight to Nashville. We then learned that the next flight out of Detroit wouldn't be until 9:45 p.m. Now, mind you - we were scheduled to land in Detroit around 4:30ish. This meant that we would be sitting in the Detroit airport for 5 hours with a 2 year old and a 4 year old. I wanted to cry.
When we landed in Detroit, I was hopeful that our connector also got hung up and that we would make our flight. Wrong - it left right on time of course. So we waited, and waited and waited. After supper we went over to find our gate. As it turns out, there was a play center. It was truly a Godsend. The boys acted like it was Christmas morning.
At 9:45 we were excited to go. We then find out that our connector flight is late as well. Overall, we spent a little over 7 hours in the airport. We didn't get home until 1:00 a.m. The boys had school the next morning and I had an all day trial. Remind me not to fly Delta ever again.
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