There was a comment that I should blog more often. While I have no doubt that is true, I plead lack of internet connectivity as the reason.
I left Los Angeles on Friday morning; Miqui drove me to the airport so there would be another car at home while I am gone, and flew to Chicago. By the time I checked in with the theatre, into the hotel and had dinner I called it a night. No blogging…
Saturday I was at the theatre bright and early to check out the equipment, build the print and rehearse the movie. Given a comedy of errors, I finished the run through at 2:30 for a 3:00 screening. This tour is for “Prince Caspian” and it’s a two and a half hour movie so by the time I had the print torn dawn and back in the cans it was 6:30. There was just enough time for dinner and bed, as I was leaving for New York in the morning. Again, no blogging.
I figured if I left the hotel at eight and caught the train to O’Hare, I’d arrive about two hours before my flight. I should have taken the rain as an omen. And not a good one… Fortunately, my Sweet Wife suggested I inquire about the train schedules as it was Mother’s Day. Turned out that CTA was doing track maintenance that day so there would be at least half and hour delays. Screw it. I’ll take a cab, thank you. Now I was checked in more than two hours early, no problem, I’ll grab some breakfast. As I was finishing my Chili’s Breakfast Taco’s, my phone rang. Who would be calling me this early? “This is United Airlines with an automated update. Flight 642 to Newark has been cancelled. Thanks for flying the friendly skies”. Swell. Not only was my flight cancelled but so was the one after that. Great. After doing the O.J. sprint, twice, through the airport, I arrived at gate C19 where the 9:00am departure to Newark was still at the gate. Could I get so lucky? I doubt it, but it’s worth a shot. When I told the gate agent that the next two flights were cancelled, he said, “Oh, really… You want to jump on this one, I have six seats left”.
“Sure”, I said.
“You check any baggage”?
“Yeah”
“Hopefully, we’ll get it to you sometime”.
So now I’m on a 9:00am flight that didn’t leave until 10:15. That’s a whole different story. It was almost 1 o’clock by the time I got to the hotel. I walked to B&H camera , had dinner at Don Giovanni’s and figured it was bedtime. My bags arrived caught up with me around noon today.
A sad excuse for not blogging? Probably. But it’s the best I can come up with on short notice. We’re about to start our 7pm show in New York than it’s back to the hotel and bed. I leave for Denver in the morning…
I left Los Angeles on Friday morning; Miqui drove me to the airport so there would be another car at home while I am gone, and flew to Chicago. By the time I checked in with the theatre, into the hotel and had dinner I called it a night. No blogging…
Saturday I was at the theatre bright and early to check out the equipment, build the print and rehearse the movie. Given a comedy of errors, I finished the run through at 2:30 for a 3:00 screening. This tour is for “Prince Caspian” and it’s a two and a half hour movie so by the time I had the print torn dawn and back in the cans it was 6:30. There was just enough time for dinner and bed, as I was leaving for New York in the morning. Again, no blogging.
I figured if I left the hotel at eight and caught the train to O’Hare, I’d arrive about two hours before my flight. I should have taken the rain as an omen. And not a good one… Fortunately, my Sweet Wife suggested I inquire about the train schedules as it was Mother’s Day. Turned out that CTA was doing track maintenance that day so there would be at least half and hour delays. Screw it. I’ll take a cab, thank you. Now I was checked in more than two hours early, no problem, I’ll grab some breakfast. As I was finishing my Chili’s Breakfast Taco’s, my phone rang. Who would be calling me this early? “This is United Airlines with an automated update. Flight 642 to Newark has been cancelled. Thanks for flying the friendly skies”. Swell. Not only was my flight cancelled but so was the one after that. Great. After doing the O.J. sprint, twice, through the airport, I arrived at gate C19 where the 9:00am departure to Newark was still at the gate. Could I get so lucky? I doubt it, but it’s worth a shot. When I told the gate agent that the next two flights were cancelled, he said, “Oh, really… You want to jump on this one, I have six seats left”.
“Sure”, I said.
“You check any baggage”?
“Yeah”
“Hopefully, we’ll get it to you sometime”.
So now I’m on a 9:00am flight that didn’t leave until 10:15. That’s a whole different story. It was almost 1 o’clock by the time I got to the hotel. I walked to B&H camera , had dinner at Don Giovanni’s and figured it was bedtime. My bags arrived caught up with me around noon today.
A sad excuse for not blogging? Probably. But it’s the best I can come up with on short notice. We’re about to start our 7pm show in New York than it’s back to the hotel and bed. I leave for Denver in the morning…
4 comments:
Wow, it sounds like you are having a whirlwind of a week! I love you daddy and we are thinking of you as you travel across the globe...or at least the United States!
PS- I am so proud of you for blogging!
And you're tired? You must be getting old. :) J/K. Guess what will brighten your week? I'm flying down with Little Miss next Tuesday. From the sounds of it, we may beat you there.
Dont let someone comments about not blogging bother you, she should take her own advice herself. But it is nice to see what you write so keep it up. I love you.
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