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TORY RICHARDS

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Saturday, November 15, 2008

Never, never, never go pick someone up at the airport without calling first to make sure their flight is arriving on time. You'd think I know better. Hubby always gives me all the pertinent information and I call before I leave the house. Did I call before leaving to pick up my dad yesterday? Nooooo! I just took off, stopping to gas up, get a little cash at the bank, and a sweet ice tea at McDonald's before heading for the toll road.

I have no one to blame for what happened after that. Dad's flight was supposed to come in at 3:20 so I timed it just right, giving him a good half hour to get to his luggage and meet me at the curb. So...from 3:45 to almost 5:00 I drove circles around the damn airport! His flight ended up being delayed in Atlanta because of the weather.

By my 14th trip I was so numb that when he finally made it to the curb I drove right past him. He literally ran out to the car to stop me. I would have parked but have you ever been to the airport? It's a maze of roads and signs and traffic is going so fast you can't read and maneuver your car in time to make any changes.

Then I felt bad for dad because I could see his day had taken a toll on him. His short flight from North Carolina turned into an all day affair. He said they were forced to sit in the airplane in Atlanta for an hour and a half because of the storms. They weren't allowed to get off because they were already on the run way. He hadn't eaten all day either.

He's here now and making himself right at home. My sci-fi Saturday turned into gardening crap, home makeover shows and football:(

Hope ya'll have a great weekend!

8 comments:

Ruby (Mouth) said...

That happened when my mother and father came back from Alaska. They were suppose to be in around 8pm so me and my kids went to pick them up with hubby in tow. LOL!! When we got there, the airline said they had been delayed because the plane had some kind of mech. problem so it would be about an hour. By 10 pm, they announced that it would be about 1 am before the plane would arrive and I am sitting with two small children. Needless to say, we went home and waited for them to call us. I just LOVE airports. LOL!!

Lil said...

I think all of us have or will make this mistake in our lifetime. Really felt for you and your dad.

Debbie Wallace said...

Doesn't it seem like when you call everything works out as planned but the one time you skip it you pay for it?

When did your parents finally make it in?

Debbie Wallace said...

We were so glad to finally get home, Lil. Dad plans to take the train back:)

Karin said...

Getting delayed like that is never fun. I've had it happen a number of times. I'm glad your dad is settling in, though, and hope the visit goes better than the traveling.

Nancy Bristow said...

Debbie...That's a ten-four.

Never, never, never go pick someone up at the airport without calling first to make sure their flight is arriving on time.

I feel your pain.

Here's another "never." Never board a plane without some substantial snacks and in sufficient qantity packed on your person, in your purse or carry-on.

Glad your Dad finally made it okay. My own feeling of being beaten to death by the time I arrived at my destination (without any problems) is very fresh since I just recently did it. I honestly don't think I could handle the airport torture from curb to entering the plane more than about once a year....Nancy:)

P.S. I know you can fix that TV thing;)

Debbie Wallace said...

So far so good Karin:)

Debbie Wallace said...

I don't fly unless I'm forced to, because of several reasons. I like to be in control:)

Years ago when I went home for my step-mother's funeral I got stuck in Boston because of bad weather. Ten hours! I almost missed the funeral. Now THAT was a nightmare!