The woman behind the American Airlines counter said that the 5:07pm was already cancelled when she called in before 12:30pm this afternoon. No word on why we weren't notified abou the cancellation. No word on why reservations didn't book us on the next flight. No word on why the computer and the telephone information line still claimed, around 3pm, that the flight was on-time. Flar is not impressed with American's performance in the face of bad weather -- no, we don't expect them to fly when it's not safe, but damn, they could at least tell us they cancelled the flight, or give us seats on the next one. We won't even talk about meal vouchers or hotel vouchers. Sigh.
On the other hand, we made the drive to Louisville when the conditions were still relatively safe, attempting to get here soon enough to stand by for the earlier flight.
We're staying in a Comfort Inn on Preston Highway, near the airport. We've got a distressed traveler rate -- $35, so we're still ahead of what we would have spent to fly out of LEX to begin with.
Watching Riddick, reading LJ on dialup, then getting up for a 6:50am flight.
Oh, did I mention that Bébé and Scarlett have opted to stay in the hotel tonight, too? There's a Subway within walking distance, so Critter hiked over to pick us up dinner. I ate "with the grownups" watching the weather channel, while Flar ate with the boys, watching Cartoon Network or Nickelodeon.
It's not the originally planned vacation, but it's pretty and restful, and vacation none-the-less. Tomorrow we spend who-knows-how-long to get to Texas. Here's hoping we don't have any more cancelled flights...