Our week-long CA vacation has stretched into a 10-day retreat... or more. But unlike some fellow jetBlue travellers, we have no complaints. On Wednesday, when our original return flight was cancelled, weather in Stinky Town was in the teens and the snow was pounding down across the east coast. The forecast in the Bay Area was 60 degrees and partly cloudy. Today our flight was again cancelled and jetBlue informed us we were "stranded" until Saturday. Stranded? Hhhmmmm... let's see here: weather report back home says "22 feels like 8." Temperature here in San Francisco says "64 feels like 64." Back home: gray slush on sidewalk. Here: 68 species of flowers planted along sidewalk right out front. Back home: Angry commuters bundled in 3 layers of wet winter garb crowd onto subway. Here: the mellow workforce cuts out a bit early to stroll in Golden Gate Park or hike along Ocean Beach in their Ts. If this is stranded, I like it. Although we'll be back in NYC in a few days, it's almost impossible to imagine these two places existing simultaneously. I'm with ODA now and my heart aches a little at the thought of being back there in the dead of winter, or summer for that matter. It really isn't any way to live. But for now, we're stranded on the opposite side of reality... hesitantly awaiting our homeward rescue.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Stranded, happily!
Our week-long CA vacation has stretched into a 10-day retreat... or more. But unlike some fellow jetBlue travellers, we have no complaints. On Wednesday, when our original return flight was cancelled, weather in Stinky Town was in the teens and the snow was pounding down across the east coast. The forecast in the Bay Area was 60 degrees and partly cloudy. Today our flight was again cancelled and jetBlue informed us we were "stranded" until Saturday. Stranded? Hhhmmmm... let's see here: weather report back home says "22 feels like 8." Temperature here in San Francisco says "64 feels like 64." Back home: gray slush on sidewalk. Here: 68 species of flowers planted along sidewalk right out front. Back home: Angry commuters bundled in 3 layers of wet winter garb crowd onto subway. Here: the mellow workforce cuts out a bit early to stroll in Golden Gate Park or hike along Ocean Beach in their Ts. If this is stranded, I like it. Although we'll be back in NYC in a few days, it's almost impossible to imagine these two places existing simultaneously. I'm with ODA now and my heart aches a little at the thought of being back there in the dead of winter, or summer for that matter. It really isn't any way to live. But for now, we're stranded on the opposite side of reality... hesitantly awaiting our homeward rescue.
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