Yep, we’re still here. Went to the airport and came back home again this morning. I loaded the bags into two (two!) taxis, rolling them through about an inch of snow. The cars fishtailed their way to the airport, but we made it. We got checked in (they didn’t even charge us for the extra bag) and made it to the gate and were doing hi-fives until about 5 minutes before we were supposed to start boarding. Somebody passed us and said there would be a 5 hour delay. Cinco horas, peeps.
Bye, bye connecting flight to Houston!
We called the airlines and they were characteristically clueless. About another 20 minutes passed and they told everyone to go to a ticket counter – outside of the secured area. As we went that way, we passed by a luggage carousel and saw our bags. We loaded up and took another big van back home. No sense in being stuck in Frankfurt with the other poor punters.
But we’re all taking this in stride. With so many people in such terrible shape these days, even with some aborted attempts to get home, we are infinitely blessed. We get to spend the lead-up to Christmas in a warm, semi-stocked house with an internet connection, Christmas music and each other. Texas and family will wait. It may not be the 25th or even the 1st but it’ll still feel like Christmas to us.
Heck, when you look at it that way, it’s Christmas already.
Still, I can’t shake the feeling that I’ve done this before…