tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099683501308211543.post1948188211629271674..comments2023-07-15T03:07:04.061-07:00Comments on Wendy From Encore: Here I Am Again!wendyfromencorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00929105225083558128noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099683501308211543.post-69977813947367140522009-09-07T08:01:44.174-07:002009-09-07T08:01:44.174-07:00Wow! I'm so flattered you remembered our retu...Wow! I'm so flattered you remembered our return trip from hell. I'll try to give you the "Cliff Notes" because it's really not an interesting story and it was loooong!!<br />Our original flight was cancelled "due to weather"... but never knew where said weather was?? Spent the night at JFK Terminal 4, since Delta terminal closes at 11:00 and we were told by security that is was not safe! Not very reassuring. Next flight, which was stand-by, had no seats... imagine that. We were then booked for flight (non-stop to DFW) for the next day. So we got a room by airport... slept and had an incredible meal delivered from neighborhood Italian joint. Caught flight which proceded to take us to Detroit! and were asked (along with an elderly Iranian man that only spoke Arabic) to get off plane and when we said, but we're going to Dallas, were told well this plane is not! Got off, booked ANOTHER flight to DFW and spent night in freezing Detroit terminal, feeding poor little confused man Twizzlers and Slim Jims. It was all quite pitiful... Especially me trying to explain to fellow where we were, (he just kept saying Dallas!? Dallas!?) and proceded to draw USA map which looked like a pig with a very large penis (that would be Florida:). Finally caught flight home and introduced myself to little man's family, who were frantic... they had come to the airport every day for 4 days and had no idea where he was, but that he was very sick and needed his medication... at which time I was hoping I hadn't poisoned him with Twizzlers. At any rate, I have a whole new respect for the displaced... it can happen to anyone, at anytime. And as Dorothy told Toto, "I will never leave Kansas again!" Thank you for asking.<br />Texas BethAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com