Well, I said progress of sorts. One more flight cancelled and I am still in Chicago. I am close, but still far away. It was a 7AM flight but with all the challenges, I couldn't get out until late afternoon (stand by) or tonight (for sure). I opted to take the Saturday AM flight, but I must have looked ragged and disappointed enough that they did get me a hotel room. Honestly, a shower and a bed for a few hours, some afternoon commitments, dinner and about a third of a glass of wine, and I will be in bed again by 8 tonight. I will be as good as new! What is another day in transit?
I found out the hard way how tired I was. About 1AM I was sitting and reading and I fell asleep sitting up, and I fell asleep hard. About an hour later, I was woken by someone shaking my leg. It was an airport policeman who wanted to warn me about sleeping with my "stuff" unprotected. My computer and phone were right next to me and my iPad was on my lap, I thought, but while I was sleeping they moved them and then woke me up to make a point. And apparently to scare the heck out of me. I was so out of it I never even noticed. They could have had my virtue! But I really would have rued the loss of my computer, so I was lucky.
Enough. A bed beckons.
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