Allegedly, that is the plane that will take me home this evening in this weather
We will see how far we can get past the gate first…
Update at midnight:
That plane did not even have a fighting chance to get out of the gate. Eventually, it was a different plane, a different equipment, 7 – yes, seven – delays amounting to a full 5 hour delay (we could not find our crew, the cleaners, the baggage folks apparently gave wrong information to the pilots, de-icing mix up – all sorts of fun that you can only take in your stride after you have put in about 8 million miles of flying) finally in Atlanta at midnight.
Strangely, I feel my world is normal again!!