There it was, it bright green lettering for all to see – CANCELED. Sydney spent the time wondering if canceled was misspelled. She’d always spelled it with two L’s. It looked so funny with just one. Hearing the moans and groans of those around her, understandably upset about their canceled flights and missed connections, made thankful for her quirky sense of humor. It was the only thing that kept her sane during the middle of a snowstorm. A snowstorm in Chicago and she was stuck at O’Hare out of all places. She couldn’t understand at the time she traveled why it was rated one of the worst airports but now she clearly understood. That meant she wasn’t going to be leaving anytime soon, or even that day. Sydney once again praised the Lord for giving her some common sense and she packed her new Nikes. They were about to get a good workout. Something told her that she should’ve stayed an extra day in her hotel room and she wished she did. When Sydney called the hotel to book a room, it was booked to capacity.
