The family and I showed up at the Syracuse airport at 4am to learn that our flight to Newark was canceled an hour before we got there. Our connecting flight to Port Au Prince left at 9:30am. All other flights to Haiti within the next day were full. We still have food and candy canes for 1,500 kids for the party tomorrow night.
We have switched airlines twice. At this moment we are getting a flight out of Syracuse and heading down to Fort Lauderdale. Then there is a flight from Miami tomorrow morning down to Haiti. The next step will be to figure out how we are getting from Lauderdale to Miami and make it in time for the flight.
Now this Jet Blue employee is helping us out tremendously. This is the only person to understand our urgency so far. Well Jet Blue as a whole has been great to us. He is trying to get us down to Miami directly vis JFK. Getting down to crunch time. Plane leaves here at 9:30am, it doesn't look like we are making this flight. Struck in the Syracuse airport until 5pm tonight. Oh boy! 13 straight hours in this airport?! Just what I've always wanted!
In other news, tomorrow is Christmas Eve?
Since the majority of my blog in Rwanda will be based on the photos I will be taking, I've added a photo of my current environment.
Over 24 hours later, I'm finally boarding a plane in Miami heading to Port Au Prince. This is the most difficult time I've ever experienced flying somewhere.
