We’re still hanging out in California, just outside of LA. We’ve had the trip planned for nearly a year and have been here now almost a full month. It’s amazing to look back to when we flew out, on a fully booked flight, to now.
Also planned, for quite some time, was a family reunion for my wife’s side. We had people coming from San Francisco, New York, and Kansas City. If it was up to me, I’d have cancelled it. But it’s not my call.
For weeks I have been preaching that we’ll get home to school closures and empty groceries stores… that is, if we get out at all! People have been essentially laughing at me. Now it’s reality.
My newest concern this morning, after watching Trump speak and taking particular note of the nugget that the Department of Defense has banned travel for service members, I started calculating the odds of full-blown domestic travel ban being announced Monday. I figured our flight, scheduled for Tuesday, had a 50/50 shot at happening.
That’s not good enough for me.
While the idea of being stranded in SoCal is appealing, I’m ready to get home. I have a ton of work to catch up on and get done. Somehow, my sister in-law was able to get through to Delta (she was scheduled to head back to New York on Monday) and we all moved our flights up to tomorrow.
I’m not looking forward to the flight. But hopefully this one will be a bit less painful with few people on the flight. Hauling two (very) young kids and a dog across the country is no joke!