We made it, all fur intact!

After a mere two hours of sleep (I can never sleep the night before a trip- too much excitement!) we left for the Indy airport at 4:00am. (Thanks to our son-in-law, Eric for the ride :)  We didn't hit snow until we got to Indy, so we felt confident we would get out ahead of the storm....ahhhhh, no.  There was fog in Miami, where we were connecting to Charleston, so we were two and a half hours late leaving Indy.  By then the snow was coming down hard and fast, a good three inches in about three hours.  They were plowing the tarmac and de-icing the planes as we left...it was a little creepy, as the airport was nearly dead,  there were no incoming planes at all.



Things were looking a little dicey, and our plane was a tiny American Eagle.

We got to Miami, and it was 76, hot, hazy and humid- craziness!  Then the real fun began....three gate changes, two more hours of delays, and Willis was not cooperating with his makeshift litterbox that I was carrying in my bag...in fact, he wouldn't even  look at it.


He was looking 'wild-eyed' all day, but never a howl- good kitty!

At least he got out of his kitty carrier to stretch his legs a bit.  Still wouldn't eat or drink, though.  When we FINALLY boarded the plane, we sat on it for over an hour, because somebody, somewhere, could not count to 47!  There were 47 passengers but 'operations' said we only had 45....it took over an hour on a hot plane for them to finally release us to take off.  When we landed in Charleston, it was down to 38 degrees...no wonder Donnie is sick.  He's already lost his voice. 


 This was taken of the console on our rental car, named 'the pickle' for it's lovely shade of green.  If you notice there's a button on the lower right that says "cat folder".  I didn't dare touch it, because after 12 hours of travel, no potty, no food, and no water, I hardly could bare folding the cat up- whatever that means!!!

After a delicious jerk chicken dinner prepared by Carissa, and seeing lovely pictures of her trip to Turkey, it was time for hot showers and bed.  Tomorrow the mast goes up on Marquesa at 10am, and she may even get in the water, too.  Keep your fingers crossed that all goes well.  G'nite :)