I am stuck at the Cleveland airport. Flights on the board are listed as much as 3 1/2 hours past their departure time, whereas my flight to Boston was changed from listed as over two hours late to just saying DELAY.
The Cleveland airport may have the worst set of dining options for any airport its size. I would much rather be stranded at the Great Dane airport bar in Madison than anywhere here.
Meanwhile, the couple whose wedding I attended this weekend appear to have made it to their honeymoon destination and now appear from the bride's blog to be highly preoccupied with their hotel room. Hmm.
Somewhere along the way I have become a Silver Elite member on Northwest Airlines. On my last few trips, I've been getting asked at the e-kiosk if I wanted an upgrade to First Class if one was available, and I kept selecting NO because obviously I wasn't going to pay for an upgrade. Someone with me on a leg of a recent trip had to tell me that they were offering me a possible free upgrade, which is when I realized I had the Silver Elite designation. Anyway, I sense your worries and just to assure you: nothing about this blog will change just because of my new status. I still put my pants on one leg at a time, although now there is the possibility of doing it with free alcohol and a cord separating me from the commonfolk.