As I pulled into the parking lot for my first stop, the radio said that 200 flights had just been cancelled at DFW Airport. The storm was a bit "early". I went in, weighed in (down .4 pounds) and then got on the internet from my cell phone.My 1:50 p.m. flight had been cancelled.
I dialed up the airline, hopped in my car while I held, and drove/flew to the airport. As I arrived there, thirty five minutes later, the phone attendant took me off hold. She got me onto the 10:50 a.m. flight. I just made that flight,thanks to a kind person at the check-in desk at American Airlines. I sat near by a nice woman from Orlando who told me she dreamed of taking a horse ride in the San Francisco Bay area. Then a nice flight attendant found me an aisle seat. We landed at 1 p.m. Pacific. I rented my car, and headed to Alviso Marina County Park.
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I drove to my hotel in downtown San Jose. In the lobby bar of my hotel, a throng of people were gathered to watch an arcane program called the Super Bowl. I went up to my room, turned it on, saw a pick-6 touchdown score, and decided I had reached quota. I ate a foot-long sandwich at Subway Sandwiches. I then returned to my hotel and turned on the Puppy Bowl for a few moments. I found the Puppy Bowl a better sporting contest but even its charms could not compare to walking on the edge of a wet slough on a chilly day..
I could not find Downton Abbey on the educational channel,but I fell asleep soon in any event. I rose early today, worked a very full day, and caught an evening flight to Los Angeles. I type this now as I wait for a midnight flight to Dallas, ready to be home again.