Holiday Travel Follies: Part 5

I was going to subtitle it "the air traffic controlers strike back" but that would put an unnecessarily negative spin on things. The flight to Boston ended up being delayed no more than 4 hours, putting me in my hotel bed finally at 3:30 am with an 8am wake-up call. (I suggested to the desk clerk that at the per-hour rate I was paying for the room, I thought it only fair that they throw in a cheap hooker. I think he was joking when he said he could probably arrange it.) The airport web site shows my flight to Augusta as "on time". It is, while not inconceivable, at least highly improbable that my luggage has not managed to keep up with me, given how much time I've spent between flights. (The luggage was checked through to Augusta, so I didn't have to bother with it last night.)

Ding! Ding! Ding!

And we have a holiday travel winner! Arrived in Augusta ca. 1:00 pm 12/21/07 with all pieces of luggage present and intact.