Chicago was nice

The plane left on time and we were on it.  There was a storm brewing at our destination.  Wireless reports that while watching the progress of our flight at the Delta website she observed that we were circling over Nebraska.

On board the airplane the captain and crew characterized the delay as weather related.

Eventually we landed in Chicago.

Delta sucks.  They dumped us off the plane to a ground crew of, oh, about 3 people to deal with interrupted travel plans and lodging and feeding issues for a full plane of, oh, about 200.

After about three hours standing in four or five different lines at O'Hare we ended up with hotel and food vouchers.  Then the shuttle to the hotel where we had a voucher did not have enough room to take care of all of the people who had vouchers to get to that hotel.  Some found a cab.  We had no idea where the hotel was so a cab was a gamble.  The shuttle schedule was every 30 minutes so we hung on and with a bit of chicanery got ourselves onto the shuttle the second time.  Among our group of 21 on the shuttle that time was at least one individual who had missed two shuttles.  We got to the hotel just as the restaurant closed but while I was checking us in FT managed to use some of our vouchers to score a salad and a sandwich from their snack bar.

While having a 10:30pm sandwich I took a close look at our vouchers.  The vouchers revealed that the reason for "interruption of travel" was "mechanical".

This morning checking in the baggage check in lady asked casually if we were of the group from Las Vegas that had had our travel interrupted.  "That was the landing gear issue, right?" she said.

So Chicago was nice.  FT and I got about 1 and about 3 and a half hours of sleep respectively.  But it was a nice enough hotel and the landing gear held up just fine for the landing.

There is a cable TV show that I like to watch featuring two aging sports writers yak yak yakking about mostly nothing.  Today during a break Tony asked Michael how many pairs of shoes he has.

150

I think that provides a bit of new perspective to that whole 6 bicycle thing.

There's no place like home.  There's no place like home.