3000 Miles to Graceland: ChapterTwo

Kristina called her sister and as I feared as soon as the word "frontier" was spoken, so was "midway". Two hours till takeoff, chicago traffic...maybe i'm a little stressed now, and even more upset that I didn't print out an itinerary. I called stu to give me directions to midway and to make sure I was right about the flight. It took close to 15 tries for me to give him my correct password, (this was frustrating at the moment but does tell me I did a good job in picking it...also there is no way he would remember which is good because that would access everything) once inside he confirmed it was midway. Awesome. Stu was very helpful in giving directions and checking me into the flight so that they would not cancel my reservation. He told me to exit onto 451 (i made that number up), as we crossed over there was gridlocked traffic going our direction and the confidence that we were going to make it dipped somewhat. As circled the on ramp we saw the problem; a semi had taken the exit too fast and had overturned as it entered the highway...this in effect blocked all traffic before our ramp, thus the road was empty but for us. Thank you Jesus. We made it to midway with an hour to spare, and I got to my gate with 45 minutes till boarding. (Couldn't have made it without Stu, thanks again)

Relax, get on a plane, and enjoy the flight. We boarded and the pilot told us there was a little weather out west and it might be a 15 minute delay with traffic out of o'hare; however, she informed us she had heard that before and she was hoping it didn't turn into a jetblue situation. We taxied out to get in line and wait, it was 2:30 pm. Wait we did.

End of Part Two