This is spring break week for us. On Saturday, we were supposed to have flown from Amarillo to Hartford. Connecticut is home to family and friends.
All flights were to have taken from about noon to 10:30 p.m. But one of the Southwest planes at Amarillo was down. So we didn't make it to Dallas in time to catch the connecting flight.
We wound up spending five hours at Dallas Love Field. From there we flew to Houston so we could catch the first plane out of Texas the next morning. We landed in Houston at 9, got in bed at ten, woke to the alarm at 4:30, to catch a flight at 6:00.
So we made it to Connecticut by noon Sunday, tired and unchurched. But we're here.