I started my journey home long before the sun came up. Colorado Springs airport is very easy to reach but it took much longer to go through security than the drive to get there.
The flight was uneventful just as I like them. I was scheduled for an hour layover in Atlanta and then home for a late lunch......hold the phone James.....as I strolled off the plane and by one of the monitors a big red FLIGHT 467 ATLANTA TO BIRMINGHAM CANCELED.
What? I strolled up to the counter and asked there must be some mistake. Surely my flight has not been canceled? Yep, the pilot had flown too many hours and the FAA says get some sleep bubba. Many of the people who were supposed to be on that flight started yammering, and some started to get downright ugly. Being upset is one thing but being ugly to the worker bees....there is no excuse for that. Once I thought about it for a while I realized that I don't want a tired pilot flying the plane.
I strolled over to the rental car booth thinking heck, I'll simply drive home. Wrong! They only had cars that you picked up and dropped off in Atlanta.
So I sat myself down in the corner, pulled out my mp3 player with soothing music, I pulled out my book "The Crossing" and I sat there and read until they got a pilot that was rested up.
It took a little longer but I'm home now....bone tired....but I'm home.
While you were waiting, did Thomas Wolfe's book, YOU CAN'T GO HOME AGAIN, cross your mind?
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