The Sunshine State?
No, I’m not dressed in camo and that’s not a dead turkey in my hand. If you read my last...
No, I’m not dressed in camo and that’s not a dead turkey in my hand. If you read my last post, you know that it’s Friday evening and I was supposed to be spending St. Paddy’s eve, kicked back on an old Florida porch, tossing back a cold one in the warm breeze and listening to gobblers beginning to roost. Obviously, it didn’t happen.
Arriving at the Philly airport in plenty of time to catch my 9:55 a.m. flight (my Pakistani driver Joe did a great job!), I sat around watching freezing rain mixed with snow fall until 4 p.m. when they finally bagged my flight.
Then it was the mad dash to get rebooked sometime before Memorial Day and then rent a car to get home and back again. What should have been a 45 minute drive took over 2 1/2 hours and it wasn’t without its excitement as cars spun into ditches, snow drifts and each other.
Now, I’m back here in Jersey where it was 77 degrees just three days ago, but instead, I’m shoveling snow that is filling in the cleared space faster than I can move it. Not exactly the start to Turkey Season ’07 that I had planned. I sure hope THIS isn’t a sign of things to come.
Fortunately, I managed a 7 a.m. flight booked for tomorrow after they had earlier said there were no available flights until Sunday. And with any luck, actually with a whole hell of a lot of luck, I might make it to Florida by lunch time. Of course, I’m not going to bet on that one just yet…the storm that was supposed to clear out of here by 10 p.m. is still dropping ice faster than a Sno-Cone machine and it’s almost 11 now!