indianapolis airport hates me

i spent last weekend with big lug's family in indiana because my nephew nintendo was baptized. my flights were chosen to coinside when joani, pookie, sunshine and their two boys landed from their flight. this allowed big lug to make only one trip to the airport which is 1 hour away from his home.

while sitting at my desk, chatting with joani on the phone i got a call telling me that my flight was cancelled and they rebooked me on a flight leaving the next day. i flipped because all of our plans were about to go out the window. thankfully i found flights that connected through cincinnati but were scheduled to leave in an hour and 45 minutes. i was still at work and it takes about an hour to get to JFK. i ran out of work, found a cab and off we went. got to security and breezed through. when i reached my gate they were already boarding so i barely made it. had i chosen a different security line i probably would have been late. arrived in indy and met up with the family and headed to a good time at big lug's.

the night before my department from indiana i had a dream that i had to scramble to get back to new york because of flight troubles. sure enough as we were about to leave big lug's to go to the airport i checked my phone and noticed that my flight to la guardia had been delayed over an hour. called delta and when i finally got through to speak to a human i was told that my flight was cancelled but they booked me on a flight that left at about the same time but connected through atlanta and arrived at JFK not la guardia. so off big lug, joani and i went to the 1 hour away airport. when i checked in i was told that my flight was delayed at least 40 minutes and i could miss my connection. i asked about available flights the next day and after consulting with big lug opted to take the 6am flight direct to la guardia the next morning. thankfully i made that choice because when i randomly checked the flight from indy to atlanta i learned that it too had been cancelled.

big lug, joani and i got up at the crack of dawn and drove to the airport yet again. thankfully brother doesn't have to pay for gas because it is a company car.

once i got to work on monday morning i finished what was pressing then left early. i took a bus home per usual up madison avenue and at 72nd street a woman got sick on the bus. an ambulance was called so it took about 20 minutes before another bus came to get the stranded passengers. i hope the woman was okay but it made me laugh that my ability to take transportation has been a wretched experience recently. cross your fingers that this transit curse is of short duration.

any one else had a horrid transportation experience? i could use a little cheering up by hearing about your "i want to tear my hair out" experiences. :)