On Friday, my son was supposed to fly out to see his grandparents. When the flight was first delayed, then cancelled, and rescheduled for the next day, I was surely disappointed in a selfish way -- wanting my scheduled time to myself.
Here's how it went:
Here's how it went:
taking my son to the airport
check in, flight delayed 3 hours
head back home and ... wait.
back to the airport... flight cancelled
head back home and ... wait.
Flight rescheduled for Sat at 1:45pm
Taking my son to the airport
get checked in
and of course they say
"everything's on schedule"
Plane boarded
Ahhh, my sigh of relief
New Text @145
Flight delayed 30 minutes
broken door handle.
New Text @240
Still waitin'
New Text @317
Ohh God we're switchin' planes
New Text @339
They're putting us back on the same damn plane!
They finally departed at 4:15.....
check in, flight delayed 3 hours
head back home and ... wait.
back to the airport... flight cancelled
head back home and ... wait.
Flight rescheduled for Sat at 1:45pm
Taking my son to the airport
get checked in
and of course they say
"everything's on schedule"
Plane boarded
Ahhh, my sigh of relief
New Text @145
Flight delayed 30 minutes
broken door handle.
New Text @240
Still waitin'
New Text @317
Ohh God we're switchin' planes
New Text @339
They're putting us back on the same damn plane!
They finally departed at 4:15.....
That was my entire day...
wait, wait, wait, wait
"Experience
has taught me this,
that we undo ourselves by impatience.
~Michel de Montaigne
Which means I spent a huge portion of my day just waiting around.
I did happen to spend a little bit of it working on my photography, and getting to know the area where the airport is. So I'm trying to call it even-steven, that I traded alone time for photography time. And that's ok :)
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