We're home.
Our return trip from Florida last night was about as bumpy as the trip down was smooth. It started when we pulled out of the driveway and Katy started crying in the back seat because she didn't want to leave. She cried more once we got to the airport. The kids were tired and sniping at each other over everything from the time we walked into the doors of the airport to the time we took off.
We arrived at the airport just after 3:30 for a 5:15 flight which was supposed to start boarding at 4:30. I was trying to figure out what the kids would have for dinner, as they were serving a "snack" on the flight, which in my past experience, means dry turkey sandwiches, which the kids were not going to eat. So we check in, get through security reasonably quickly, and head to the gate. Only to find our flight was now scheduled for 5:35 instead of 5:15. We were connecting at Newark/Liberty airport and only had a little over an hour layover, so I was a little concerned about the time change, but our connecting gates on the way down had been right next to each other, so I figured we'd be okay. Thankfully, there was a pizza place right next to our gate, so I got the kids each a personal pizza before I checked the prices. Note to self: Next time, remember airport food is more expensive than in "real" places. Those two pizzas cost me almost $30!! But Katy didn't finish hers and I got to eat too, so I guess for three of us to have a meal $30 wasn't that bad, but still, it was a lot of money.
We boarded the plane and started to taxi to the runway when the plane stopped and the pilot came on the PA system. It seems there were storms at Newark and the airport was at a "ground stop", so we couldn't take off. Why we couldn't take off when it was a 3 hour flight and the airport was supposed to resume their flight activity at 6:15 (2 hours before our scheduled arrival time) is beyond me, but we had to sit on the runway and wait for air traffic control to clear us to take off. They turned on the entertainment system for us, let us get up and walk around, etc. For half an hour we sat. Now I was really worried about missing our connection. I called Mark and let him know what was up, and he in turn called the airline, which was pretty much no help at all. Not much I could do about it though except pray we made it. I figured if all the flights were delayed, then our flight to Rochester from Newark would probably be delayed as well, so was trying not to stress too much. They finally cleared us to take off, and we were in the air.
We arrived at the gate in Newark at 9:10. Our departing flight was 9:30. And, as it turned out, I checked our boarding passes and our connection was leaving from a totally different terminal! I called Mark as soon as we landed and he checked online to find that our departing flight was on time and currently boarding. I stopped to talk to a gate agent as soon as we got off the plane and he was no help - just told me where to catch the shuttle and that our plane was still here. I had 15 minutes til departure, Katy was saying she has to go to the bathroom and I had to tell her no time, we have to run. So the kids and I did the OJ Simpson/Hertz Rental Car sprint through the airport to the shuttle departure (yes, I know, I am dating myself). We go to the shuttle and had to show our boarding passes. The girl asked if we were coming from West Palm Beach and told the shuttle, which was just about to leave, to wait for us. We made it on and to the terminal. 3 minutes left. One of the flight attendants in the elevator with us shook her head and said we wouldn't make it. Ran to the gate just in time to see the electronic sign change. Now this was the last flight to Rochester for the night, so if we missed it, we were stuck overnight. The door was closed already and I was panicking. I asked the gate agent if we missed the flight and he told us we could still get on! Again, he asked if we were fromWest Palm Beach. The woman who unlocked the gate and led us to the plane said they knew there were 3 passengers on our flight and someone was supposed to have let them know we were coming. I had spoken to 2 separate gate agents and nobody had called them! I was a bit miffed, to say the least. They got us on the plane and then the flight attendant told us that they figured nobody else was coming and had let people switch seats, so now we didn't have three seats together. A couple people were nice enough to move though, so the kids sat together and I was behind them. Because of the storms earlier in the evening, we then sat on the runway for half an hour waiting to take off. Sigh. Katy fell asleep before we were even in the air, thankfully. After all that, we landed at 11:15, only 10 minutes after we were scheduled to land. Made it home about midnight. I am so glad it's over...it was a rough night!!
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