We're not in New York right now. We're at home. We learned yesterday morning that our scheduled flight for today was canceled. We were able to reschedule our flight for this Thursday (which is incredibly lucky, since most people aren't getting flights until the middle of next week), but we've still continued to call the airline to see if we could get something earlier. We even went to the airport this morning and hung out for a few hours to see if anything opened up. No dice.
Instead, we're enjoying some stay-cation time at home for the next couple of days before our re-scheduled flight. Are we frustrated? Sure. We were looking forward to spending an entire week with The Scientist's sister and soon-to-be husband and that's been cut short. But at least we have a flight that will arrive before their wedding on Saturday. And we'll still have a full 5 days back East. And all other guests and family members are able to attend. And everyone is safe. It could be worse, right?
Have your travel plans ever gone awry?