Angels on Assignment
It all began at 2:30 a.m. Wednesday — the kind of hour when even coffee needs coffee. Carl and I headed to the airport, hopeful and half-awake, ready for our flight to Denver. We parked, unloaded, and then came the ping. Carl’s phone: “Flight canceled due to storms in Dallas.” Argh! A call to the…
Being Cranky Offers No Rewards!
Oh, the joys of travel! I spoke about them yesterday. Here is Part 2. After our one-year anniversary whirlwind trip, we expected a no-glitch flight. But, our flight was delayed two hours which meant a late-night, 12:30 am arrival home. By the time we would get our luggage, hop on the parking bus, get our…