There was a long time ago when we used to make fun of the airlines. Before a lot of consolidation and one actually depended on those trips that you would arrive on time, fed, and with your luggage. TWA  – Transworld Airlines was referred to as Tiny Weeny Airlines. Northwest was Northworst. Allegheny was Agony…. And United was Untied.

That was perhaps the best and most accurate of the nicknames. Today, once again United proved it. The first flight out of SFO this morning hit maintenance and was cancelled. Then, of course there was a bit of a weather problem in Newark. (sometimes I don’t think direct flights are all that great. The options for alternative routes can actually be better as you get further east). Our flight actually took off, after a “slight maintenance ” check but it was over 90 minutes late.

Since EWR was our destination, it really didn’t matter. Yes, being stuck in the last row in a middle seat between two gentlemen who would have each been required to purchase two seats did. Obviously, neither food nor moving around was an option for the entire flight. George was also middle seated, but across the isle.

Arriving late is not always negative, the traffic into the city had actually started to clear, Dinner was a different issue. Hotel grill had closed, fast food is mostly directed toward the working crowd and the prices in NYC on the menus are insane.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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