I got caught on the way home in a delay too -- who would've thought I'd get delayed both coming and going? The irony is that I planned this flight schedule so much more carefully than I usually bother to do because I had two kids traveling with me (6 and 7). Ugh.
The return journey was the rough one, really. The delay was listed as just an hour. Three hours later, we were still sitting in the terminal when the airline decided to send us to a hotel. Yuck.
But, well, at least they did provide us with a room and dinner. I guess such things can't be helped... but they are easier when traveling alone.
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