Day 8, Wednesday, May 17, 2017
My departure day had sadly arrived. Time to go back to the real world, where you have to go to work and make money… I relaxed a bit in the morning, then Brent and I got up and headed out to a breakfast at IHOP. We tried to go to a local restaurant, but couldn’t find it and didn’t have time to keep looking. Sometimes travel is like that!
After breakfast, we headed out towards the airport and ran into a huge traffic jam. The radio revealed that there was a multiple car accident with explosions, fire and multiple fatalities. The highway was closed… There was a highway patrol officer further up and he turned most people away to head back the way we came from, but every now and again he let someone through.
So we waited, and I called the airline to inquire about an alternate flight in case I missed mine. They got me a seat on the next flight out, but kept me as a passenger on the original flight, just in case I could make it. When we got to the beginning of the line, the highway patrolman asked where we were trying to get to. The airport was the correct answer and he waved us through. The accident turned out to be just past the road to the airport, so we were able to get there. People traveling from the other direction were not so lucky.
Brent dropped me off and we said our goodbyes and til next times, and then I made it through a very long, slow security line… When I arrived at the gate, they were already starting to board. Once on board, I learned that 60 people had missed the flight, so I ended up with an entire row to myself. I could stretch out – but the luxury was bittersweet.
I learned later that, sadly, the accident had taken the lives of three people that day. It made me think about what blessings I have. I try not to take those blessings for granted. I had a wonderful trip!