I didn't get on the first one. The second one was delayed repeatedly until it was pushed back to behind the third one, so I switched to trying to get on the third one. Lots of other people tried to do the same, and I lucked out and got on -- the last person! Then I found out the second one had been cancelled entirely, so I'm REALLY glad I got on the one I did, because the fourth, and last, flight to Boston, which HAD been looking very open, was surely full of cranky people bumped off the cancelled flight.
I made it; my bag made it. So, I'm home.
Today, I'm shopping for the party at Arisia and relaxing. I have more to talk about from Mexico, and I hope I get around to posting it.
