Home Sweet Home

Running on fumes now, but home safely, albeit late. Two hours of sitting on the plane in Tampa because Texas had bad thunderstorms - we couldn't get clearance to take off. While we were waiting, we tried to book ourselves on any alternate flights home (we assumed we'd miss our connection), but found out that there's only one other IAH to SJC flight, it's at 3:30 PM, and it was booked. As were all flights to SFO, OAK, and all the Lost Angels flights.

So, we resigned ourselves to staying over in Houston. When we finally left Tampa, the flight to Houston was uneventful. Landed, checked the departure info - lo and behold, our connection was also delayed! So we tore ass down the concourse and got onto the plane with 15 minutes to spare.

After a stop to get gas and pick up dinner (fast-food Chinese, so that might also be considered gas, I guess), we were home at 5:00 PM. Not bad, considering we thought we'd be sleeping in Houston tonight.

And now, I'm about to crash. We got up early, and according to my insides, it's 1:00 AM and I'm tired. Nitey nite.