Well, it is never easy to get anywhere in the winter, and this Christmas has set a record, I'm sure!!
Our middle son was headed for Australia; he left home just after midnight on Saturday, December 20th. After spending 1 1/2 days living in the airport (because of terrible storms in Eastern Canada, flights weren't leaving to pick up passengers in Western Canada!), we finally said Merry Christmas and booked him into a hotel for a night where he could get some sleep.....without 3500 other travelers who were trying to find floor space in the airport! [( He had a good night's sleep, then headed back to the airport bright and early in the morning to catch what he thought would be his "new" flight. That was not to be....so he spent another 18 hours in the airport and voila!! A flight made it in and he made it as far as San Francisco (the next day the other airport closed completely, so timing was good!) They missed their connections, of course, so the airline was kind enough to put them up in a hotel until the following day. Back to the airport, luggage was found, and he was lucky enough to tour S.F. for the day before his flight actually left for Australia!!! As of early yesterday morning, he made it there, along with his luggage, so it was a very happy ending after a frustrating wait due to snow, snow and MORE snow!!
Our eldest son left his home for the first leg of his flight, and I warned him that I was pretty sure he would NOT be able to fly into our airport, which is a small regional airport without the up-to-date technology of international airports. He was told by the airlines that flights WERE going to get in.....when they got off the first flight, though, they were handed a card with a 1-800 number on it and told "sorry, your flight is cancelled. Call customer service and see if they can do anything for you." Not "we'll put you on a bus" or anything else on Christmas Eve.....and customer service did nothing to help. So he, his girlfriend and 100 other people headed to the bus depot, and they were lucky to get onto a bus a few hours later which brought them five hours closer to us. On Christmas Eve, my hubby climbed in the car at 7:30 p.m. to drive 3 1/2 hours to where the kids' bus was going. By 2:30 a.m., Christmas Day, the rest of us were together and everyone made it safe and sound!!
I guess what we really need to do is consider celebrating Christmas in July...though where WE live, we could easily have a snowstorm or two even then!!
Hope the rest of you got your families home safe and sound and without TOO many disruptions! :applause: