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On the 20th I had a flight from Philadelphia airport to Wichita Kansas, with a layover in Chicago. This meant getting up at 10am, hopping in a cab to New Paltz, catching a bus to Philadelphia via New York, train to the Airport and hopping on the plane.

Simple enough.

All went smoothly until we got to the airport, whereupon I was declared an “unaccompanied minor” and could not fly. That got straightened out quick enough, after all how many minors do you know with a full beard? Once I had my boarding pass in hand I checked my bags, stripped for the airport security and got to my terminal.

At the terminal I proceeded to wait 5 hours for a delayed flight (fog in Chicago). The plane finally arrived at 10pm, I got to Chicago and found out that my connecting flight had left without me. The next flight to Wichita would be leaving on Sunday, it was Thursday. Luckily a flight was about to leave for St. Louis so I flew down to Missouri, arriving around 2 am.

Once in St. Louis I rented a car and began the 6 and a half hour drive to Wichita. We drove for an hour or two and pulled over to rest. After a quick hotel parking lot nap the drive we continued the simple enough trek.

Then the snow came. Blankets of white came down fast and hard, now the snow wouldn’t be a problem if I was driving in New York or any eastern state. There are plenty of salt trucks and plows to deal with the measly 6 or so inches that actually fell, but I was in Kansas—flat land.

The wind turned a simple snow shower into a blizzard. Snow was coming in sideways and plows were ineffective at best. For some portion of the ride I was directly behind a plow truck and still driving through snow as anything he pushed off the road got immediately blown back on.

Thats not to even mention the two car accidents I was in, one pickup truck sideswiped me into a ditch. Sitting in the ditch for 30 minutes I watched five or six cars spin off the road. An hour later I was spun off the road avoiding another accident, where I drove for a mile or so stuck in mud to become visible to a tow truck.

The six hour drive from St. Louis to Wichita ended up taking about 18 hours.

So how was your Christmas?

Nate ‧ Posted 7 months, 3 weeks, 5 days, 8 hours, 41 minutes ago

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Comments

1. Hoy crap!  Did insurance cover those mishaps?  Happy you didn’t get hurt.

   — Jack 

1. The insurance covered it all and both accidents weren’t serious. The stress was much worse than any physical.

   — Nate 

1. Nasty thing that you spend so many hours just on road. I’ve prefered to stay home and what christmas movies unless going somewhere else.

   — Marius 

1. That’s a quite journey! Thanks for sharing!

   — Dana Max 

1. Haha, WHAT?!?!!  That sucks, dude.

   Another thing that sucks…I saw you and Taino for a total of 3 minutes.

   P.S. I may be moving to Philly for school next semester!  We can visit.

   — Meagan 

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