A storm hits Washington D.C. More Delays!

After a lovely night in the Hyatt Recency Hotel, I headed to the airport to catch my new flight back to Nashville. It was quite a treat to stay in a hotel, since I had not stayed in one hotel during the 40+ nights I was in Europe.

The paper I received, last night from British Airways shows that my boarding time is at 1:55p.m., so I arrived around noon. To my surprise, I was told by the agent that no such flight exists, and that he is confused as to what he is to do with me and my 3-legged suitcase. Eventually, I was given a boarding pass for a flight leaving Washington D.C. at 10 p.m. on United Airlines. For the next several hours, I walked around Washington D.C. with my carry-on luggage. I had no desire to stay at the airport, because there were travel alerts in the airport regarding the measles. I had never had measles before, and I sure did not want to get them now. 

So off I went. Navigating the bus and train in Washington D.C. seemed like a breeze to me compared to all the itineraries and modes of transportation I had experienced in Europe. 

As I walked around Washington D.C., a turtle crossed my path, reminding me of the importance of "getting out of your shell," if you want to get places in life. The turtle was a very nice example of stretching yourself and fit very well with my message to live an inspired life.

 Eventually, I made it back to the airport to catch my 10:00 flight.
 What was I thinking?...This is way to easy! Then, a series of announcements were made regarding storms.  Ahhh, more delays... I was feeling right at home again! What could I do but be patient! Later, another announcement was made stating that my plane had to make an emergency landing in Richmond, Virginia due to the storm...and that it would be hours before it would arrive in Washington D.C. With all the delays, my 40 day journey turned into 43 days.

Washington D.C. Airport waiting for the storms to pass at 1:00 a.m.

I imagined that if I sat down, I would fall asleep and miss my flight, so I kept moving. Then, I started talking to this young lady who had been traveling Europe for 6 weeks, too. She left Nashville on June 20th, and I had left Nashville on June 21st.

We both had been traveling for 6 weeks! 

I eventually made it back to Nashville, TN and got reconnected with my 3-legged suitcase.

56 hours of delays in 5 airports! I must rest! I finally went to bed at 6:00 a.m. (That's 1:00 p.m. in W. Europe.)