Showing posts with label DFW CMH TravelFail. Show all posts
Showing posts with label DFW CMH TravelFail. Show all posts

Thursday, December 5, 2013

The Storm Before The Storm


It's amazing how Dallas freaks out about weather. I guess it's really not amazing and is rather predictable at this point. When I arrived yesterday, several of my employees asked if I was leaving right away due to the big ice storm. Oblivious, I went about my work and didn't have time to check the weather or the news until later last night. With the certainty of 100% precipitation and high temperature forecast for 32 on Friday, I knew it was time to rebook. Fortunately the only mission critical meeting was scheduled for this morning and there were seats on the 7:50 PM direct to CMH. I booked it. 

With only one night in town, I decided to step out for a decent meal and joined a colleague at CBD for a downtown dinner. It's a restaurant at a fancy pants hotel so why they call it the Central Business District escapes me. Such is life as the Cuban Sammy was delicious. We followed dinner with a cocktail in the Library Room at Woolworths. Pretty cool place but it might be trying too hard. The waitress was a doll; too bad she tried to sell us "beg nets" for dessert. We really should have educated her on the pronunciation. If her day job as a hair stylist doesn't work out, she'll need the tips from the larger checks of people who know how to pronounce and order beignets. 

This morning kicked off with a First Class upgrade confirmation (happy happy), followed by a flight cancelation and then a notice that no available flights could be rebooked. I immediately got on the horn with travel and secured the 2:50 flight. It's delayed. I'm writing this on the ground, waiting for de-icing necessary due to the earlier than expected freezing rain. As you can see from the photo, I'm in a crappy seat, next to the crapper. This does not matter because at least I won't be stranded in Dallas! 

The airport was swarming with people trying to get out. There was even a line at TSA Pre✔️ and for the Admirals Club. This was most unusual. I did enjoy watching the 70 year old woman wheel her 90 year old mother into the bar.  As she adjusted her wig and asked for a vodka soda, I knew we'd at least be friends if my flight didn't take off. I love talking to old people that drink!

Here's hoping for a nice snowy Columbus weekend with lots of fireplace activity and little movement from the sofa!