Wednesday, March 11, 2009

flier beware, part 2

A middle-aged woman running through an airport terminal must be a pitiful sight. I'm glad I didn't have to see myself as I sprinted through the Charlotte airport. It was 11:00 p.m. and I was hoping against hope that I could make the last flight to West Palm Beach.

I landed in C terminal and the flight was leaving from B terminal. I ran as fast and as safely as I could, considering I was in clogs.

Of course, the flight was gone. Long gone. I dropped into a chair, puffing and wheezing from my mini-marathon. The cool thing is that my son and daughter-in-love, Dan and Jenny live in Charlotte. Even though it was past their bedtime, they graciously drove to the airport to fetch me and I spent the night at their house.

They have a new dog, Bauer, who at first acted like he was going to have me for a midnight snack, but I was able to convince him otherwise and all was good.

As I drifted off to sleep, I prayed that I'd get on the morning flight, even though I was standby status....

... daughter-in-love Jenny and dog-in-love (??) Bauer.


DandJHaller said...

We enjoyed you! And Bauer is doing so much better with new visitors!

Barb said...

good. (-: Sorry for the blurry pic ... ugh!