I'm staying here until I get hungry, or someone offers me a room, or until judgement day comes... whichever.
A little update on the lady in the security line: before the flight got cancelled we were just sitting waiting for the plane. I showed her that I felt for her in the line, and we got to talking. I doubt that she had had many teenagers take interest in talking to her for years. She was willing enough to talk, and inevitably the topic feel to colleges. She asked me if I went to UofI, Wazzu, or Lewiston. I said:
"New Saint Andrews"
She looked at me quizzically. I told her about it, the great teachers, the oral finals, the wonderful peers I have. (It is so much fun indoctrinating people who have never heard of the school before!) It reminded her of small town high school, and said:
"That's how schools are supposed to be!"
She told me that she would try to convince her grandchildren to go there when they start thinking about college.
I love my life!
Scott
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Nice! Did you see the NSA add in the Lewiston airport? It's on the advertisement column by the luggage carousel.
Oh, and uh... you might want to check the radar again... ITS COMING!!!
Hope you make it home eventually!
Merry Christmas!
Yay! That really is quite an adventure, Scotty! Keep posting, sir! This is cool to "watch". :)
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