Breakfast at the Crown Plaza was pleasant, but the weather was not. There was an inch of wet, slushy snow on the car, and it was still coming down.
We slipped and slid to the USA Parking lot, had to wake up the shuttle driver, transferred our bags and made it to the airport.
As I took off my shoes and belt and was emptying my pockets into the tub, I realized I had forgotten to leave my pocket knife at home! The tubs came through the x-ray machine, and Cath thought they hadn’t noticed. Of course, they were waiting to see who would come to pick it up, which I did with a sheepish smile and handed it to the TSA dude who was smiling back at me. I apologized, explained it was a cheap Chinese knife, and no, I didn’t care to go back through security and mail it home. I laughed. He laughed. We got on the train.
As we left our train at DIA, the monitors showed our flight on time. By the time we got to our gate there was a 10-minute delay…then a 30 minute delay…then 2 hours, etc. We later learned that our flight coming with a full load from Salt Lake City couldn’t land because of weather. It circled the airport for an hour and then low on fuel was turned back to SLC.
Finally, 2+ hours later it arrived with a “fuze that had popped out” which took nearly another hour to “pop back in”, and finally we were off to be deiced and flying. Weather everywhere else in the country was beautiful. C’mon. April Fool’s Day has passed.
Anyhow, it was a long, but safe flight to Newark, the A-1 taxi FINALLY arrived, and we were smiling with Richard and Meredith as if this was just another day.
Richard fixed us absolutely delicious chicken burgers at 10 p.m.