3 times unlucky

One of the places I travel to twice a year is a small reserve in northern Manitoba. We'll call it Yogi Berra. When the previous therapist handed over the files, she said something like, "It's always foggy there, so be prepared to get stranded. It's never happened to us, but just be warned."

Murphy's law: I have now entered the picture. My OT buddy and I got stranded our very first trip up there 2 years ago. (It's supposed to be a one-day fly in-and-out deal.) Off we went to the store, where we spent $20.00 on 2 toothbrushes, toothpaste, and a chocolate bar each. Next stop the local hotel. It was clean, they served us an excellent dinner, and we slept well. We got out on the second flight the next morning (the first one couldn't land due to fog.)

Because of the number of locations we all work in, we usually set our travel calendar for each school year by April or May. It's a dance to coordinate with various colleagues, to try to travel together as much as possible.

Take 1: Our first trip to Yogi Berra this fall should have worked out fine. We had it booked for a Tuesday, and off to another community Thursday. Everything was looking ducky, until I got my flight confirmation and noticed that we had been booked to fly on THURSDAY. Called Yogi Berra school - can we come Thursday? Well, no, we have no school that day.

Of course, the flights for Tuesday were sold out by that point.

Then, Thursday morning, as we are driving to our location for that day, we get a phone call saying the school burnt to the ground the night before. We drove back to the city and spent the morning out for breakfast.

Okay.

Take 2: Yogi Berra was rescheduled to this week Tuesday (Yes, the very day that everything ground to a halt thanks to the huge winter storm.) We went to the airport, but left when we realized that they might get us there, but would be very unlikely to get us out the same day. (I just heard today that someone who did go on the Tuesday flight didn't get out until Wed evening.)

Take 3: My OT buddy decided to go to Yogi Berra today. I couldn't join her, so I'll try in January. The weather is perfect. Bright, clear skies, sunny.

She just called me. Guess who's staying overnight at the hotel? With bright, clear, sunny skies, the airline cancelled the flight (a full one, I might add) because they didn't have enough planes.

Hmmmmm. Murphy and his law.

3 times unlucky.

Let's keep our fingers crossed for January.