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Tomorrow is the new today

3jan2008: Cristyn and I were packing for our flight to San Diego when I got a call from the airline. A recorded message told me that our flight today had been cancelled, and that they had changed us to a torturous, multi-stopover route tomorrow. After talking on the phone with a pleasant man in India and another in Georgia, I had tomorrow's itinerary changed to exactly the same flight times we would have had today.

Now we have an extra 24 hours to kill. We had planned carefully so as not to leave any spoilable food behind, so it'll be takeout tonight.