I played a game of the Christmas Travel battle this weekend. It was not fun, but at least I won! It all started on Thursday at 9pm when I got a call from American saying that my Friday night flight had been cancelled due to bad weather...NYC was expecting a blizzard, but there was no sign of it yet. It was a whirlwind of activity from there, trying to figure out how to get out of NYC as soon as possible, but still go to work for a while on Friday. I ended up taking a train trip to White Plains, NY on Friday, as it was the only airport in the area that hadn't shut-down yet. It was actually pretty easy/quick to get there, but as soon as I walked in the airport, they were announcing the cancellations of the rest of their flights. By the time I got home late that afternoon, I was soaking wet from the snow/ice pellets that were coming down outside and was completely exhausted from lugging my suitcase and other bags down streets of snow and up and down subway/train staircases, not to mention starving, since I had forgotten to eat most of the day. I had wanted to give up and just get a taxi on the way home, but finding a vacant taxi in that kind of weather is next to impossible. My right arm is still very sore today and even has bruises all over it! Some of my friends are still stuck in NYC, so I hope they make it out soon!
When I got home Friday, I decided I needed to make the most of the snow and went for a long walk in Central Park. It was just turning dark, but there were still lots of dads with their kids out sledding and making snow men. It was so fun...and beautiful!! I took some pictures, but unfortunately, left my camera in the coat I was wearing that I didn't bring to Dallas. So, I can't share those now. Luckily, my mom says I can keep her camera with me while I'm in Dallas - I hate not having one with me at all times!
Although I did not make it home on Friday as planned, I was very lucky to get on a Saturday AM flight. I went to work on Friday morning for a very short time (everyone told me to leave and get to an airport ASAP)! While I was there, I sat for a while with the NHL travel agent. She couldn't find much, but was keeping an eye out for me for any seats that might open up...otherwise it was going to be late Sunday or maybe Monday before I could get an open seat. She was able to put a seat on hold on a plane to DC and then on to Dallas from there...and then called American for me so that they could transfer my ticket for that seat. Awesome.
Saturday went fairly smooth, but the lines at Newark were out of control. Luckily, I went earlier than I normally would, expecting it to be crazy there. I was flying Continental and everyone who flys them has to get into the exact same line (you can't check yourself in if you have a bag to check, which of course everyone does at this time of year since you have a long break and Christmas presents)! This also meant that I was behind all the people who had their flights cancelled and were trying to reschedule. I finally got through that line...after removing a few things from my suitcase that was 2 pounds overweight. Then, I encountered another very long line at security. I was also selected for the special search where they have to go through EVERYthing...and I had a lot of stuff. I put my shoes back on and RAN to board the plane. I was shocked that the plane wasn't full...it seems like they'd be trying to get as many people out of the NYC airports as they could. They made an announcement that they had expected to be full, but didn't know where everyone was (uh, back in those long lines, you think??), so we were going on. The plane had to be de-iced, which took some time, so we took off late...this meant my 50 minute layover in DC was only going to be about 20 minutes. Yikes! I got off the plane in DC, figured out where I needed to be (switching from Continental to American meant different terminals) and started to RUN again! I ran into a security checkpoint and was so confused and asked if I had done something wrong...why did I have to go through security again?!?! They explained that you have to do that at that airport if you change terminlas....ugh!! I didn't have time for that! I RAN again from that security gate and on to the plane...the lady who took my boarding pass said, "Oh, good! You made it!", like she wasn't expecting me too. I was the last one on the plane! I was so ready to be home at that point!
I made it to Dallas Sat afternoon, but my suitcase did not arrive until Sunday afternoon. That was okay, 24 hours isn't too long without your things.
I haven't done too much since I arrived in Dallas. Got chick-fil-a as soon as we left the airport...I was starving again as I had only eaten an apple for breakfast and had expected to have time to grab something in the DC airport. Then, I hung out at my parent's house the rest of the day. The boys came over for me to babysit them that night - I was supposed to go to their house, but wanted to stay at my parent's in case my suitcase was delivered and my parent's had a Christmas party to attend. The boys spent the night and I slept with Ryder for the first time - hilarious. He was completely sideways at one point with his feet jabbing my tummy. Mostly, I didn't notice him though. He is talking so much more now! When they walked in, I gave him a big hug and told him I had missed him and he replied, "WHERE did you go?!?!"
Today, I had a lazy day at home. I wanted to go to church, but didn't have anything to wear! I was in my mom's PJ's and gown all day until my suitcase got here. Putting on my clothes from yesterday didn't sound appealing. It was very quiet...dad had to leave town today and mom was very sick with a stomach virus...she seems to just now be perking-up, so hopefully it was a 24-hour thing. Once my suitcase arrived, I went for a run and then went grocery shopping for all the cooking I have to do this week. That's really about it!
Oh, and I decided that crazy traveling is a great pre-Christmas feasting diet. After forgetting/not having time to eat much the past 2 days, I didn't feel like eating much today either. Awesome.