Our trip to England was supposed to last just 20 days, enough time with the family over the holidays. We left early Sunday morning, but because of weather delays we didn't get home until nearly midnight on Tuesday, a full three days later.
The whole experience felt like a frenetic song by Chicago:
26 or 5 to 4.
See the
video after my feeble attempt at writing prose.
It will be good to home for a while.
Stuck here for another day
Sitting through a plane delay
Snow flurries against the sky
Giving up, I close my eyes
Sitting cross-legged on the
bed
72 or 3 to dread
Staring at the computer screen
So many cancels it’s just mean
Wanting to just go home
Instead, I’m in this hotel
room
Could have tried to do some more?
72 or 3 is what I’m for
Feeling like I ought to sleep
Spinning room is sinking deep
Searching for another way
But it’s gonna take a few more
days
72 hours or 3 days
72 hours or 3 days
(apologies to Robert Lamm and
Chicago et al)
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