After sitting on the tarmac for two hours, they canceled the flight. I jumped on the phone with Northwest and everything was booked out of Laguardia for tomorrow. They found me a flight out of Newark for Wednesday morning. I jumped in a cab and headed over to Newark, on the phone trying to find a hotel meanwhile. Because flights out of JFK, Newark and LaGuardia were cancelled, everything was booked. When the cabbie got me to the airport, he tried to charge me double what's listed on the rate sheet. I wasn't going to pay and I had him find a cop. It was pretty impressive listening to the Jersey cop tear this guy a new one. While all this was going on, my corporate travel agent had found me the only room nearby at a Knights Inn. I jumped in another cab and headed to this place, which was in a really bad party of town. The place was nasty - as the cab driver described it in broken english, "I would not stay here. It not safe." I had him taken me back to the airport, where I'm spending the night in baggage claim.
I'm sitting in the Newark airport right now, camped out near a power outlet waiting for a flight tomorrow morning - recharging my phone and trying to get comfortable. I guess it could be worse. I could have all this going on while having uncontrollable diarrhea.
Cathie and I are heading up to Mackinac Island tomorrow after I get home for my Dad's retirement gathering at the MBA's annual conference. We were planning on leaving at 5:30AM, but I'm guessing we're going to have to push that back for a few minutes. We're meeting Kevin, Sooze, Dan and Kris up there to hang on the island and to be there with my Dad.
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Oh no! If I had read this sooner I would have told you to call my brother (and his wife) in Brooklyn. You could have stayed with them.
You could just show up on their doorstep.... :)
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