07/10/01 - Hawk Mountain
Well, here we go again.
I arrive at the airport with nobody here to pick me up. This is getting to be routine.
I have just spoken to an airport agent (I’m at ABE, Allentown, in PA), and he says Hawk Mountain is approximately an hour away, and is experiencing storms, so that’s the most likely cause for the delay.
I don’t have their number and they don’t have mine (woops!). [Editor's Note: This is the classic example of "proper prior planning preventing poor performance." That's not, however, what you tell Scott at the airport at midnight. I think he can chalk this one up as "experience is what you get when you didn't get what you wanted." -DN]
It’s 2223 and I arrived at 2100. The airport agent says I’m more than welcome to spend the night.
Yay.
Scott