Comin' Home...Eventually

Well, we're not home yet, although we were scheduled to be home by 4:00 p.m. Utah time. We're in Anchorage and have been since a little after 10:00 last night.

The last week or more has been great weather with clear skies, besides the dip in temperatures and one or two days with high winds. Yesterday, however, mother nature decided to give us the snow storm she owed us, plus interest. Visibility was horrible, although there wasn't much of a wind. They put our flight on delay. We had been praying that we wouldn't have troubles and that flights would get places on time, so we began praying even harder. It stopped snowing long enough for them to get a plane to us, and the wind picked up to give us a good tailwind. We got to Kotzebue, our first stop, with plenty of time to spare.

When we got to Anchorage, however, we found out that even though we had booked our flights in September, we somehow missed out on seat assignments. There were a few other people like this, because they had oversold the flight. We volunteered to stay and reschedule our flight, because there was a possibility at getting a direct flight from Anchorage to Salt Lake. This was at midnight. By 2:00, they had finally finalized everything, compensating us generously for our trouble, giving us meal vouchers, and putting us up in a room for the rest of the night.

We spent the day in Anchorage. We looked at some fun things to do, and decided on a discovery museum for kids. We got a cab (by the way, few cabs carry carseats for both toddlers AND infants) and went to the museum, only to find out that it was being relocated (and hadn't been at that location for about two months). We decided to look at the shopping they had around there, being downtown. This is about the time that 7 hours of sleep and no naps for two days straight caught up with Chalyse. Luckily, we were able to find strollers for rent at the nearby mall and she took a nap while we were looking around.

It's funny how prayers get answered sometimes. Things don't always turn out the way you envision it, but that's okay. As long as we're doing what we should be, things turn out the way they should.