When I referenced the classic movie “Planes, Trains, and Automobiles” earlier today, I was merely trying to inject some humor into our travel troubles. Â Well, it has now become a self-fulfilling prophecy: Â We are now getting ready to board a train to Baltimore so that we can fly from there to Chicago. Â There was not a single seat on any of the airlines flying from Washington. Â You really can’t make it up. Â But the nice lady said we could fly on American Airlines from Baltimore. Â Baltimore is about an hour away. So here we sit, at Union Station, with train tickets in hand. Â By the way, Union Station is quite a nice place if you ever get the chance to visit. Â Restaurants, train stations, movie theaters, shops, and free wireless Internet from a nearby cafe that doesn’t require a password. Â Wink. Â So let me see: Â Automobiles? Â Check. Â Trains? Â Check. Â Planes? Â I really hope so.
Finally, to my boss, Cassie: Â I may or may not be at work tomorrow. Â I’m leaning towards “may not.”