OK. Welcome to AWP's dumb planning for the 2nd year in a row. Last year, my flight from GR to NYC, which left at 6:00 a.m. and included one snowplow buried Jetta, four frozen doors on the 4 Runner that I couldn't open, a slide into a Lexus SUV and a canceled flight. The flight was canceled not from snowy GR but into snowy Laguardia.
Today, I am in sunny Phoenix, again awaiting a delayed and possibly canceled flight.
F**k AWP and their winterly conferences.
I'm on the verge of canceling all my Chicago plans and hanging out in the Phoenix, which though an evil and unneccsary town, is 80 degrees and full of good food and wine. Just like Chicago without the OHare and the wind. I'll give my panel to the cacti. They'll probably be more interested anyway.
Edited to add I had to write f**k because Sky Harbor has rules. Stark and Draconian and Mormony rules.
Did I mention f**k? I think so. Perhaps I'll go find the Tequilaria. Again.
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