Day 1:
The day has FINALLY arrived! We are ready to fly to France!
Everything is looking good. We arrive to the airport with plenty of time to get through security, find our gate and get the kids settled in while we wait for the flight to board.
Things are still right on track as we all board the plane and take our seats. The doors close and the captain comes on telling us we will be taking off in 10 minutes. The excitement builds as we are about to start the first leg of our journey. Off to New York then a connecting flight into Paris.
“Ladies and gentlemen, there are storms in New York. The flight has been cancelled. Please exit the plane.”
WHAT?! 10 minutes ago we are about to take off!
We exit the plane and make our way back up the stairs (we were on a little commuter plane that didn’t have a gangway). We’re handed a card with an 800 number and told to reschedule our flight. The line at the counter is already super long, so I get on my cell phone to call the airline while Derrick gets on his phone to call his parents. They had dropped us off at the airport and were just sitting down in a restaurant to eat dinner.
We’re both on our phones while the children thankfully sit on the luggage and talk quietly.
