...arrive back in Spencer that is. Maybe I should have checked my tickets before I mentioned to God that a weather delay would be a nice way to meet up with Ellen. Because while most of my other flights to South America have left at nearly midnight, this flight left at 9:39 pm. And when your Indianapolis to Washington flight that left at seven is delayed by an hour, that makes it difficult to think about making your flight.
Which is why it's a good thing that I looked at my tickets when they announced the delay.
And then had no phone cards or US cellphone to call anyone. Thank you Mom and Dad, for having cellphones AND a 1-800 number. Because I didn't have any change on me either. It weighs too much.
So I get to spend the evening with my sister and trade war stories, and then turn around tomorrow and do it all over again. Lugging my heavy, heavy bags around. Explaining to the agent that yes, Brazil and the Philippines are the only two countries that are still under the 70 pound weight limit for bags and that yes, I would like to use every available ounce. (I actually had to do a little switching around today; my heaviest bag was 1.5 pounds overweight. I guess the bathroom scale isn't quite as accurate as I thought...)
So please, pray for me again...tomorrow!