I am lingering in Providence… which doesn’t sound so bad on the face of it. Alas, I’m at the Providence airport and not heavenly Providence.
Since Saturday I’ve preached the Masses and parish mission. We concluded last night with a well attended Solemn Mass.
And so I head back West with the likelihood of many hours of delay if they can’t get us out of here soon enough for me to make my connection in DTW.
Moreover, we are to arrive at terminal B and my connection is at A73. If you know DTW you know what that means.
Meanwhile, I confirmed with someone here that this is indeed the team’s ride:
And I’m reading the new CDF letter
WELLLLL…. this flight has been diverting.
Engine trouble. We were diverted to Hartford.
I was in premium and happened to be first to the gate agent who after some serious and long calls to The Whatever High Atop The Thing, got me on the next flight to DTW in time, theoretically, for The Last Plane To Mad City.
It seems it is snowing in DTW.
This reminds me of the line from Holy Writ: “Let your flight be not in winter.”
Will Father Z get home?
Will he be stuck in Detroit?
I’m on an airplane again. I MIGHT make my connection in DTW if everything goes well. I’ll have about 15 from our scheduled arrival to scheduled departure which is at the other end of the airport.
As I took my seat some gal was singing a song playing over the PA, “Everything’s going my way!” She seemed pretty cheerful about it.
In other news I got upgraded.
UPDATE 00:02AM 2 March
They delayed my flight from DTW to MSN. They delayed it until TOMORROW. So, I gave a priest friend a jingle and I’m staying overnight at a parish. I am fortunate. I heard one guy on the phone say that there weren’t any hotels available within 30 miles.
That said, I have a ferociously early flight.
I had planned on making the Friday LENTACAzT when I got home tonight… yesterday… whenever. Now it’ll be a little late.
I’m back at the airport for a 0600 departure… scheduled. Even with my level and clearances etc. it took an hour to get to the gate. And I’m told it’ll be really crazy here in an hour or so.
Quite a few people spent the night in the airport. Some of them perhaps got more sleep than I did, but I got to see a priest friend for a while.
That said, I’m now pretty sick of this trip. It’ll be good to bring it to a conclusion.
Meanwhile, I’m told that poor Beans has been trying to harm my reputation on Twitter, which, while predictable, is also sad. Apparently he is against converts who come into the Church as believers.