Long weekend…check. Flight booked.. check.  Flight delay… check… wait, what?

Yes friends, I was coming home to Denver for the first time in about a month and it took me about nine hours.
I get to the airport in plenty of time, have lunch, board the plane, ooh it looks like we’re going to leave on time.  Yeah right.

There’s a light out somewhere…30 minute delay.  There’s something else wrong…30 minute delay. We pulled away from the gate and back twice, then finally pulled into a new gate after being on the runway or almost on the runway for a few hours , then a plane change…back to the original gate, what?

Then wait at least 30 minutes to get on that plane, then another delay taking off. You know they have to do the whole luggage thing too. We finally took off about 5:50. Weehoo.

Then there was bad weather in Denver, we circled for a long time almost having to go to Phoenix.  I must have been asleep during those announcements.

(I had spiked my hair this morning but fallen asleep against the widow so many times my hair was flat!)

They did give us free movies at some point, I watched part of Dallas Buyers Club, all of Philomena and The Lego movie, I slept through most of it (and all of Star Trek while I was still in Michigan).

We finally landed at 7pm mountain time (9pm esatern). The entire plane applauded. We were done! (to top it off, the shuttle to the car…bumpy)

I am now safe and sound and tired.  I’m glad I don’t have to fly for a few days!