My trip back North to the Frozen Pond for the Holidays was filled with all sorts of issues. Leaving the Swamp was no issue, heck Detroit was a breeze it was that final leg into Packer Country that proved difficult. Fog, snow, ice and general icky weather meant no flights into my final destination airport Saturday the 22nd…which totally sucked. What was worse? That Northworst’s only solution when I left the airport was to fly me to Minneapolis late in the afternoon on the 23rd and hope they could connect me to my final destination knowing that weather would mean a night in Minneapolis too because weather warnings were already popping up about my final destination airport. Northworst Airline was screwing with me and so was God with the weather and it sucked!
One bright side was I met up with 3 other stranded women trying to get to the same general area and we were able to split the discount hotel room and give each other moral support the nest day when we started to play the stand-by game to see if we could get to our respective families. Bright side number two, after a good chunk of time on the phone and schmoozing the Northworst Ticket agent I was able to secure a mid-day flight to Milwaukee, which was at least in the correct state and with-in 2 hours of the Frozen Pond! Then came the rest of the cosmic joke and somewhat miraculous ending.
My Big Brother B started to drive down to get me to salvage some of the Christmas togetherness we were planning…then the weather had different ideas. He hit ice not far from the Frozen Pond, hit the guard rail and found the ditch. He was safe and sound, but the car needed to return home for an assessment. Once in Milwaukee I found out it would be at least 3-5 hours before anyone would be able to get to me and get me home. Bright sides popped up again, my aunt and uncle lived in the area. I was able to hang out at their house, and while there 5 big Golden Retrievers were a bit much, it beat the airport.
Finally my parents were able to retrieve me and we slogged our way North. Northworst continued to play with my emotions by promising me imminent arrival of my luggage, but that didn’t happen. Thankfully my luggage did arrive on Christmas Eve and we were able to hit up Target for the major requirements of underoos and PJs! I was able to see Big Brother J for about 24 hours and there was still quality time to be had with the rest of the family. All in all, the hassle didn’t poison the trip.
No matter how messy and awful my trip might have been, it was totally worth it to have Christmas at the Frozen Pond with family. Plus, it seems low level miracles like getting home can happen even when the weather wants it to happen differently.
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