We're off... almost

I can't wait...

Well, actually, I guess I can. In fact, I'll have to.

We were scheduled to leave this morining for a trip to Chicago. So, being prudent, Andrew decides to verify that the flight is on time. A few paniced minutes later he makes a strangled noise and runs into the bedroom...

"It's cancelled!"

"What is?"

"Our flight. It's cancelled. Now what?"

"Call the airline... we have a confirmed reservation. They have to put us on a flight."

Well, yes. They have to put us on a flight. And they did. Unfortunately our 10:00 AM flight turned into a 5:00 PM flight. That's essentially a whole day lost from our long weekend and that sucks.

Thanks United.
Thanks Travelocity.

Much appreciated... no really.