Travel Woes…
Here it is, 5:00 p.m., more than three and a half hours after the supposed take-off time of American flight 268, and we are still sitting at San Jose’s Norman Mineta International (stupid name, I’ve always thought) at gate A9. First, our flight was delayed until 3:00 due to “mechanical problems”, then came the announcement that the new departure would be at 4:00. Since then, the latest news is that our flight to Boston was canceled.
So, we sit here, emitting alternate emotions of patience and impatience, as the clock slowly ticks time by. My dad wiles away the time by telling travel nightmare stories, my mom critiques and laughs at passing passengers, I sit here writing what I can between outbursts from either my parents or the overhead speaker.
Isn’t travel fun?!
