This evening I was supposed to leave for my honeymoon, but the flight has been delayed so many times that we missed our connecting flight to Amsterdam from Toronto. For someone who appreciates punctuality and efficiency, this has been a difficult wait. We are in line to see what flights are available and if we can leave Syracuse tonight. It does not look likely. For having anxiety with flying, this is doing nothing for my nerves. If nothing else is delayed, we have to stop in Lisbon to connect to Amsterdam. It is beautiful watching the sun set in Syracuse from the airport windows.
Jim has worked diligently to plan this vacation, and right now he appears defeated and disappointed. It’s the reality of our situation and no fault of his own.
I did finish a book, called “Ramona Blue” and enjoyed it immensely. I’m about to start “The Twits” and “Everything, Everything.” Earlier, we stopped at a Middle Ages satellite restaurant for beer and food. As always, Middle Ages beer is delicious. We both had Swallow Wit and shared a flatbread pizza.