New York City loves me so much that it doesn’t want me to leave. Ever.
Yesterday’s flight out was cancelled, as was the one they rebooked me on today. However, the nice Delta lady assures me I’m definitely on another, non-cancelled, one. I even have a seat assignment.
Relief overwhelms your correspondent at this moment, because she was thinking she was stuck inside a great big Twilight Zone episode…
white pebble 