9:34pm (still Chicago time): I skid into an empty gate to Grand Rapids, panting from a fevered sprint through a mile of O'Hare underground. Scanning the blue screen of departures and arrivals, I do not see my connection flight. A quick query of a so-called customer service rep reveals that my flight had indeed taken off as I had landed.
Tue, Oct. 18th, 6:30am: I tear myself from crisp, clean hotel sheets to shower before Enterprise car rental opens for the day. Luckily, I'm able to scarf down a hot continental breakfast of waffles and coffee before I'm forced to call and negotiate a price.
November 7, 2011 - 9:30am by lcarlson