Katrina
While I’m obviously thinking of the people affected by this latest full contact natural confrontation, especially the 10,000 poor and immobile who are holed up in an American football stadium with no A/C, I can’t help worrying about the possibility of flight cancellations. We’re leaving on Wednesday morning from LAX then on to Newark and eventually Bristol, UK on Thursday. Friday’s the day of me little sister and Ali’s wedding/commitment/knees-up and I will be gutted if we don’t make it.
Continental Airlines were bad enough last time in perfect travelling conditions (miserable flight staff, inept announcers, no free booze, same movies shown in both directions, National Express-quality food, crappy overhead TVs, cretinous security folk…) so Jebus knows what it’ll be like this time around. At least they don’t use the verb ‘to deplane’ like some airlines, but you do hear about there being a lot of ‘weather’. Ah well, as long as they get us to the church stately home in the Quantock Hills of Somerset on time I’ll be happy.
