Welp. My 10:00 flight has become a 3:00 flight:
But at least when I get on board the plane, I'll have a good seat:
Obviously if they had predicted the delay more accurately, I'd have slept longer, left later, and probably not dropped Cassie off with my friends until this morning. She seems to be settling in just fine, though:
Hooray for air travel in January. My guess is that if the original crew had flown on to Seattle, they'd have timed out. So they probably moved my plane's crew to a shorter flight, and the next available crew that won't time out can't get to O'Hare until 2pm or so. These things happen when a winter storm hits Chicago.
In fact, if memory serves, it happened 13 years ago yesterday. Maybe I need to reconsider flying mid-January?