NYFW trip I just want to go home!
So, we got to NYFW in February. The flight out was a little tough and the time there was a little freezing but now it was time to go home. We had only been there for 2 nights but that’s all the time I had off work. Well, actually I had Monday and Tuesday off for the President’s Day holiday weekend but I always like to have at least one day to relax before I head back into the office. So we flew out early Saturday morning and had a 5pm return flight on Monday scheduled. My plan was to do a few hours of shopping in the morning, grab some lunch and head to the airport. Mother Nature, however, had a plan of her own. Quite a different one. The day started without any problems. We had a nice breakfast at the hotel and got to my department store of choice easily. I went in and got down to business. About an hour into my session, my husband decided he wanted a coffee. He knew there was a Starbucks just across the street so went to get a cup. A few minutes later he came back with his latte macchiato and the latest weather report. It had been crazy cold the whole trip but now it was adding some snow into the mix. He had just seen a poor girl fall down hard when she stepped off the sidewalk in front of the store right onto a small patch of ice. But he had been checking his airline app on his iPhone all morning and everything was still on time according to that. So, he sipped his coffee and I continued to load up my cart with bargain designer clothes.
I finally had a good enough collection (OK, I couldn’t fit any more into my cart) to make it worth while to go to the fitting room, so in I went. My husband had a bit of time to kill and pulled out his phone to check out the flight status again. Hmmm. That’s not the same message. Flight Cancelled. Not delayed. Cancelled. As in there wasn’t going to be an airplane at our gate that afternoon, or evening, or night. But the app offered to search for another flight at the same airport. We had flown into JFK for this trip. They had the best flight times for our schedule. OK, it seems they had a flight we could get on and it left in…1 hour! Well, since we still had to get back to our hotel, finish packing, check out and then get to the airport we were pretty sure this was NOT an option. Looking at other flights, they all had connections that would add hours and sometimes even a day to what should have been about a 2-hour trip. Well, this wasn’t looking very promising. My husband knows not to bother me when I’m trying on clothes unless maybe the store is on fire. And then only if the Fire Department can’t control it. So he kept investigating other options.
There was a button in the app to try other airports. We didn’t really care what airport we left out of as long as the other end of the trip was in Detroit. So he checked on the La Guardia flights. There was one! OK, it was a bit later (at 8pm) than we had hoped for but at least it was non-stop. He got us booked and then sent me a text in the dressing room to let me know the change in plans. He really is the best husband. He told me we were all set and I could take my time with the clothes because we had a few extra hours. So, I did. After making my purchase, we went outside to make our way back to the hotel. Wow, it really was snowing now. There was maybe two inches and it wasn’t looking like it would stop any time soon. We now had time for a real lunch and stopped at a very old restaurant near our hotel that had actually been visited by George Washington back in the day. It’s called the Fraunces Tavern and we had a very delicious and relaxing meal while we watched the snow pile up. But we kept checking the app and our flight was on time. Uh huh.
We walked the short block back to our hotel for our final packing and then got ready to head out to our new airport to wait for our flight. The roads were looking pretty bad so we decided to abandon our first thought of taking an Uber car or taxi to the airport. Traffic is bad enough in NYC but throw in several inches of snow, and now sleet, and it wasn’t a good combination. So we walked back to the subway station and waited for our train. The desk manager at the hotel told us that the best way to get to La Guardia was a combination of subway and bus. The subway part was no problem. There was no snow at all 40 feet below the ground. When we got to our stop and went outside to walk the block and a half to the bus stop however, it was a very different story. By now there was easily 6 or 7 inches of snow but the really good news was the sleet was not changing over to freezing rain. When I said that was good news, that was sarcasm by the way, just in case you weren’t sure. But we got on the bus and headed to the airport. By the time we neared the terminals we were the only ones on the bus but the driver was very helpful and made sure we got off at the right stop.
Back inside where it was warm and dry, my husband pulled out his phone to check the airline app. On the bus he had read that the plane was now expected to be delayed about half an hour. Oh well, better than cancelled. We got into the security check line and started emptying our pockets and taking off our shoes. Bags on the conveyer belt and into the body scanner we went. Out the other end and the TSA officer is asking if they can look through my carry-on bag. Really? I mean does anyone ever say no? So they are moving things around and feeling under my clothes when I asked what they are looking for so maybe I can help. They showed me on the screen and I knew immediately it was our travel corkscrew. Hey, when you’re a fashion and lifestyle blogger you NEVER want to be caught in a situation where you can’t open up a nice bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon. I had completely forgotten about it being in my bag. And apparently the officers in Detroit a couple days before didn’t think it was a weapon of mass destruction so let it go through. But here in La Guardia, that little knife blade that cuts the foil so you can get to the cork was NOT going to get on their airplane. Oh well, the chances of me needing in on the flight home were pretty small so I turned it in and we went to put on our shoes and find our gate.
I won’t bore you with all the details but lets just say there was a gate change, 3 more delays and more than a few cancellations of flights in nearby gates before we got the word. Our plane was actually going to arrive at our gate. We finally boarded at 11:30pm and were in the air just before midnight. So I guess technically we still flew on Monday, but just barely. Oh, this plane was much nicer and bigger than the one we took to NYC, but the gate attendant still wouldn’t let us take our bags on. She made us check them to be stored under the plane. I was NOT happy! For two reasons. First, all my expensive makeup and jewelry was in that bag. And second, if I knew I was going to have to check that bag, I could have kept my stupid and dangerous corkscrew! And of course to make me even grumpier, when we actually got on the plane they had lots of room for bags. But the carry-ons did show up again on the baggage belt in Detroit. They were still wet from sitting in the NYC freezing rain but at least they didn’t get lost. By the time we got to our car and drove home, we finally collapsed into bed about 3am. As I was falling asleep I remember thinking to myself, maybe the September NYFW would be a better idea. I’ll let you know how that one turns out later!
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