Traveling Adventure, by Jane Smith
This is a first world problem, he said. No question – not hard to get that as we sat in the airport on Tuesday night, confronting delay after delay to the last flight out of Cincinnati to Charlotte, now already too late for me to make my Raleigh connection. It’s a miracle of our times that we can start our day in two different cities, get in the long silver tube with seats, meet up and be in another city, then go up into the air and land to lead an afternoon program an hour from the airport, then return the same day. The Spanish speaking ladies didn’t see it that way, nor did the vacationers who wanted to get to Myrtle Beach that night. They complained, loudly and often – “I can’t believe this, this is ridiculous. They are going to pay for my hotel.” Not happening, this was an act of God that stacked the delays up like dominoes all through the country…a tornado between the runways at the Denver airport, thunderstorms and wind through the Midwest, East and South. One plane late, th...