It is now 8:50 p.m. and I am sitting on a ferry to Martha's Vineyard with a motley crew of eight very tired, slightly dirty, pretty upbeat people. Our group consists of me, John, Lindsey, my sister Rosemary and her family (Robert Sr., Robert Jr., Richard and Robin) We are nearing the completion of a journey that started some 45 hours ago in Houston, TX. Below is a brief synopsis of the past two days events.
3 am - alarm goes off in Houston, TX so we can ride the hour to the airport
5:30 am - group arrives at Houston airport for a 7:15 departure, all is well despite taking more than 30 minutes to check in
7:50 am - we depart for beautiful Martha's Vineyard for a 11:50 am arrival
12 pm - the first round of bad news arrives, we must circle Providence before clearance into Boston is granted due to poor weather conditions
1 pm - low on fuel we are diverted to Bangor, Maine (look on a map, there are a few states and several airports on the way to Bangor
1:15 pm - we arrive in Bangor and are told we will fuel up, de-ice and get back in the air
3 pm - still on the plane, we notice the snow is coming down a bit harder
4 pm - fueling is complete and we are de-iced, we sit on the runway anxious to to take off, after 10 minutes, we are informed we are iced over again and must return to the tarmac
4:30 pm - our pilot informs us that we will be spending the night in Bangor
5:30 pm - we finally deplane into 15 degree weather and wait in line for hours for information on flight and hotels
7:30 pm - we are informed that our flight will depart at 6 am so we must arrive at 4 am
8 pm - after much frustration and very little food our four pizzas arrive to baggage claim
9 pm - we begin our journey to a hotel 5 miles away, oh, did I mention that there was a blizzard in Bangor
10:30 pm - we arrive at our hotel after plowing through several snow drifts
12:30 am - we turn in for the evening, whew, what a day
2 am - our wake up call so we can get on the 3 am taxi to get us to the airport by 4, it takes this long in 20 inches of snow
3:45 am - we await in line to re-check in, only to be told that we were not on the flight, oh yeah, tell a lady with a 19 month old, two diapers left and no milk, that I am not on that flight. Needless to say, we made it on the flight.
4:30 am - we are waiting at the gate to board
5:30 am - waiting at the gate
6:30 am - waiting at the gate
7:30 am - waiting at the gate
8:30 am - board the plane, we are on our way, yeah, right
Okay, I know the suspense is killing you, but I am about to hop off the boat and see my brother Michael and his wife JoAnne for the first time in two years. He is going to meet my Lindsey. I am so happy and frankly could almost cry at this point. I will complete the story of our journey tomorrow if possible, I even have pics! Was it Harley Davidson that says something about its not where you are going, its all about the journey? Oh please!!!!!!!!!!! Good night all.