Fleeing the Cold

It wasn't an easy trip, but Eleanor and I finally made it to San Carlos.  We were scheduled to leave Saskatoon at 3:20 on Saturday and arrive in Tucson at 7:40.  Right from the start we were delayed 45 minutes and things kept getting worse all day.  We had a window of approximately 1 hour and 15 minutes to catch our connecting flight in Denver, but!!! 

In Denver we sat on the gate [the reason was never revealed] for 25 minutes before they would let us deplane. We had to go through customs before we could even begin to find our new gate.  We "ran" from gate 15 to gate 87 and made it just as they were completing the loading.  After all that,  we were forced to sit at the gate for 1/2 hour because our pilot was delayed coming in from San Francisco.  Once we pushed back we got the news that there was an accident [plane went off the runway and was on fire] and we would have to sit until the departing planes could be rerouted.  We finally headed for Tucson two hours late.

We were too exhausted to go out for the supper Fred tried to talk us into.  Instead we feasted on cookies and more cookies.