Getting There Is Half The Fun

Damn. Poor ol' Colorado got a white Christmas on steroids.

This article tells us that the Denver airport is finally back on line, but there's, like, a gazillion poor fuckers who had flights cancelled during the storm, and might not get another one for days.

It's funny (not the tee hee kind of funny) how clueless people can be about travel.

--Passengers with long-standing reservations filled most of Saturday's outbound flights. Airline officials told unhappy travelers that they cannot simply bring in extra planes to clear the backlog, and that it could be Christmas -- or later -- before they can catch a plane.--

Duh, really? They can't just tell the poor bastards in Poughkeepsie, "Sorry, we're taking your plane to help the stranded passengers in Denver"?

I know families want to be together for the holidays. That's why they make airline reservations in the first place. Fuck, if I had to spend Christmas without my people, my heart would break in two and I would die.

But sometimes shit happens, especially in places with unpredictable weather. That's a risk you take when your plans involve lots of passengers all travelling at the same time, and the possibility of winter weather.

All I'm saying is, don't take it out on the nice lady furiously typing away behind the ticket counter. It's not her fault, and she's trying. She wants you gone from DIA as bad as you want to be gone from there. And if your Christmas cheer seems to be running dry, remember they have it for sale in the bars on every concourse of the airport.

Here's hoping everybody who went anywhere for the holidays, and especially the folks going to, from, or through Denver, gets to spend at least a little of Christmas day with their people.