Just after I posted about being off on a trip to St. Louis, they announced that we'd be delayed.
Seems the airplane was coming from Baton Rouge and it had been struck by lightning while on the tarmac there. Everyone from my flight tried standby on the next flight, which worked for only a couple of folks. After not getting out on that later flight I found that the original flight was back on and the plane was on its way from Louisana to Houston.
To make a long night into a short story, I arrived in St. Louis 3-1/2 hours late. The only trouble this caused me was navigating a mostly unknown city at 11pm. Printed directions are all well and good until you're alone in a rental car driving in the rain and the dark. But even with a construction detour I managed to get where I was going without any wandering about. So all's well that ends.
Oh, and about the plane that was struck by lightning: I rather suspect that lightning struck nearby and emp-ed out the electrical systems. It was checked out by maintenance and sent on its way. So that's the plane I flew on to St. Louis. Heck if the captain and rest of the crew are OK to fly in it, how bad can it be?
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