…involves the impossibility of getting home from New York right now. Delta told me it’d be three days before they could fly me out. So I finally figured I’d just grit my teeth, rent a car, and drive to the Atlanta airport, where my car is. It’s 900 miles, but I can do that in fewer than three days, and I need to get home! (I miss the kids!)
After making 100 miles of progress, I ran into this. All traffic is being diverted (and don’t be fooled; the “detour” is of no help whatever) from 78 West, which is exactly what I need to take.
So I’m sitting here in a hotel, totally stymied. Grr.
11:52 pm on February 14, 2007
