We have been watching the Boston weather with great interest, and yesterday we saw warning of a severe snowstorm. It snowed outside Meg's window while she was at work, it sleeted while Meg was in the car on the way to the airport and lots of aeroplanes boarded and departed early.
Meg has boarded the aeroplane, been waiting for three hours and just called me from her cellphone to let me know that the flight has been cancelled because the entire airport has closed. Meg certainly knows enough not to use a cellphone when the 'plane is in danger of doing any of the things that a normal plane does, like taking off and flying, but I think sitting in a plane-shaped box that isn't going anywhere is a different matter.
At this point I would like to say
I don't think there's anything that anyone can do at this point; it's a weather delay, after all, and lots of people are in the same
Current mood: non-specifically pissed off, but somehow too glazed-over and too accepting of fate to actually be angry...
Edited 0009 Thursday: After about 24 hours of frantic transport negotiations, Meg's now in the country, staying with an off-LJ friend and is fully ready to make the trip up. Getting a taxi from a train station at 9:19 is apparently impossible because all taxis in the country are now booked up on long-term contracts running kids to school. Hmm! I knew traffic is bad at that time of day due to the school runs, but I didn't know that was one of the side-effects. Still, we've cracked 95% of things. Hurrah.