Still in East Lansing…with dreams of San Antonio

It’s supposed to be a 25 minute flight from Lansing to Detroit. After 20 minutes in the air (somewhere over Brighton, I’d say), the stewardess came onto the intercom and said

“We have bad news and more bad news.”

Our plane had too much ice or something. For some reason we couldn’t land in Detroit due to the ice issue; we had to return to Lansing. If we could have voted, I’m sure we would have tried Detroit.

It was probably the safe thing to do, but the minute we heard we were returning to Lansing, most of us knew our chances to make our connecting flights were slim. And that part of the trip did come true — no flight from any airline could put us in San Antonio before 3 pm. tomorrow. The “us” I am referring to now includes my friend, Carlin, a doctoral student at MSU and, like me, a RCWP Teacher Consultant.

So at this point, we are scheduled for an 11:55 am flight out of Lansing, putting us in SA at 3:35 pm.

Crap to be sure, but better than nothing. We will miss two important sessions, but hopefully will make a Tech Liaison meeting, then dinner with our RCWP friends. And I need to be there well before Friday morning when I present on Digital Storytelling as part of a roundtable (more about that later).

Silver linings? We’re alive. I have time to get some prep work done and maybe correct a few papers so I don’t have to take them with me. And…I hate to go all Polly Anna on y’all, but when we were above the clouds (and Brighton) the view was absolutely gorgeous. A blanket of white clouds, rolling like the sea, and a golden orange sunset.

That’s about when she came on the intercom with the news.

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For another version of this trip, see my class wiki