The Little Red Corvette That Could

We made it! Here’s what it took:

• A last-minute scramble to book a new flight to Newark through Phoenix (with 8 hours before departure) when Delta cancelled our Sunday afternoon 12/26 flight and no hope of a new flight until Wednesday 12/29.
• A mad dash through the Phoenix airport to catch a new flight when the flight to Newark was cancelled.
• Flight to Houston 12/26.
• Flight to Charlotte 12/26.
• Tears in Charlotte; “no hope of flying into New York area airports until Wednesday 12/29 or Thursday 12/30” and a Hail Mary decision to fly into Philadelphia at 8:00pm on Tuesday 12/27; overnight stay at a hotel in Charlotte.
• Delayed flight to Philadelphia that left at 10:30pm
• Missing the last train to the 30^th Street Station in central Philly; hailing a cab to the train station on the advice of buddy Alex in the hopes of finding a train into New York.
• A nice cab driver who mentioned some people were actually taking cabs into New York at a flat rate of $350.
• <giggle, giggle, giggle> “we’re not that desperate” … or are we?
• A $350 cab ride that got us to Times Square, in our hotel room, and with Gyros on the way—an hour before our first hope of ever leaving Philly on a train (maybe).

When this started on 12/26, I thought I could just magically beat the weather (yes, my ego is that big). By Houston, I was just insane. By Charlotte, I was nearly defeated until a flood of messages from friends with the resounding theme of “You can do it! You can do it! You can do it!” changed my tune. Indeed, I could. And did.

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