flight to Philly was diverted to Baltimore thanks to the snow storm.
Pants's flight to Philly was much later than mine so by then the
runways were clear. He's sitting on the tarmac waiting to get off the
plane. Then he'll get the car and pick me up. Home is in sight. Now if
only they had trains to Reading then I wouldn't have to wait for him.
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