Nowadays

Wednesday morning at 10.22, my flight home was supposed to take off. However, due to bad weather, the flights between Baltimore and New York were cancelled. Instead I was put on a train, and that worked just fine. The ride up to NY took about three hours and still gave me plenty of time to check in... I thought... 

Once at the airport, it turned out the lines to Continental's desks were miles long and moved almost nothing at all. These cool cowboys helped make the wait a little more pleasant.




Killing time at a café before boarding.