We left Greensburg bright and early on Saturday for our great cruise adventure. Jim was the chauffeur for Janet, Ruthann, and I, and after we met Becky, we proceeded through security onto our plane bound for Ft. Lauderdale via Newark. Except we weren't. Oh we boarded the plane, and we taxied to the runway, only to return to the gate due to a bothersome noise on the airplane. After a little while at the gate, they asked us to get off the plane, and wait for further instructions.
I got in line and managed to come up with a new plan, new airline, and new connection city. Our reroute took us through Charlotte, with a much later arrival in Ft. Lauderdale, but we made it! We were entertained along the way by some of the college football players who had been in Indianapolis for the NFL Combine. I sat next to a nice young man named Brandon, who played for Miami (he knows Jimmy Graham). Behind us was Brian, who played for Florida State, and across the aisle was a player who played for Florida and Boston College. They all play offensive line, so, needless to say, they were big guys. They were anxious to enjoy a beer on the plane, and disappointed to learn that it was cash only. Of course they had no cash. I told them I would buy them a beer, and had my money out and ready, but the kind flight attendant took care of it herself. It was a nice flight.
We managed to wind down after the fight and were ready for our shuttle on Sunday to take us to the port.