
Very, very frustrated. Stark contrast to yesterday's blog, I know.
Mother Nature is at it again.
First, she created a Winter Wonderland all over Europe while I was in France so that I was stuck there. Not so bad in Paris, but the entire day spent in a car going nowhere in Calais started to turn me loopy. But all was good. I felt blessed to have taken a trip with my best friends to the mainland.
But now she has struck again.
There is now a blizzard in New York which means my flight has been cancelled. No big deal I thought. I can just catch a flight the next day, in two days at the worst. But no, the earliest I can fly out is in six days time. Six. After the new year. Why this is the case is completely beyond me. Apparently there is some back log from Christmas. Not buying that, but there's not much I can do about it.
Being stranded at home isn't such a bad thing. At least, it wouldn't be if someone was actually at home, but there won't be anyone here. So home alone with nothing to do for a week...over new year as well. There had to be another option. And there was.
I am flying into Washington in two days time. But I have to figure out Washington to New York now which is proving to be annoying and expensive. Potentially lots of coaches, walking around, metro trains, further buses and then the lovely New York subway system before I make it home. All the while negotiating two suitcases in the freezing cold. Good times.
I'm beyond annoyed. Beyond irritated. Verging on mad.
I was writing this hoping that it would calm me down, get me rational and back to the present moment. There is nothing I can do about it so I have to let it go and make the best of it. Not quite happening right now. Maybe later...

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