Well, I give up! I'm unpacking the suitcases and staying at home here in Houston. I had another flight scheduled out for London today, but it was not to be. Mid-afternoon, Continental rebooked me automatically to the next available flight. It's going to be an interesting connection, since they have me booked going to London on April 28, landing the morning of April 29, and my return flight is leaving London to go to Houston on the morning of April 28. Thank you very much Continental, but I don't think I can quite manage that.
I keep thinking about what I'm missing by giving up my April trip. I have friends from the US who arrived at my house in London before my flight last week was aborted. They've been having a ball without me, and now their stay is extended 5 more days, waiting for the skies to clear. Have fun girls!
I'm missing walking through the flowering lawn of the St. Luke's Church on my way to the tube.
Missing the tulips in season...
And everyone headed to the parks to celebrate the long awaited sunshine after a grey, cold winter.
So it's time to recall what the trade-off is before this pity party gets our of hand.
More time with sweet Jordan--can't beat that one.
Now could someone please find a way to get my husband home from London???