Not like cats and dogs rain.
More like elephants.
After 3 or 4 delays they finally cancelled the flight.
I got rescheduled to fly out the next day.
At 1:30 in the afternoon.
I called Howie panicked.
He is also traveling for work.
He said to catch a shuttle and go to a hotel.
My daughter told me to rent a car and drive to Pensacola.
The thought of doing the whole get back to the airport thing was more than I could cope with.
And no way was I going to drive.
I live I Idaho.
Nothing more than two lanes on the interstate.
Besides there were no cars to rent.
So I stayed.
"Travis Griffis you saved me"
Thank goodness for my pillow.
So after 26 hours in Atlanta's airport
And an hour on the Tarmac I finally got in the air.
If I ever see that airport again it will be too soon.
And then finally.....
I have found bliss.