"Today" = "Delay"

After the door closed for our Air France flight from Casablanca to Paris, there was a loud "thud" and I "knew" we would hear bad news. Sure enough, a ground crew vehicle struck the nose wheel and the Casablanca aiport did not have the necessary part to repair the problem.

So, not only did we disembark, we had to reclaim our bags, and submit to Air France's whim as to rebooking. THIS was a time that two parents in wheelchairs, accompanied by a nurse in scrubs, paid off ... evidently they felt pity and expedited our rebooking -- of ourse, "expedited" meant several hours.

We should soon book our 6:30 flight to Paris, arrive at 10:30 pm, overnight in a hotel and start over tomorrow. IF we can just get to Paris I know that we have myriad options.

The flight loads are LIGHT on Thanksgiving Day, so we are optimistic about arriving home for Thanksgiving "Dinner."

As you can imagine, Mother and Dad are drained physically and their adrenaline level is on "E." Thank goodness they have the medical escort (Isa, a nurse in D.C.; he has been AWESOME).

OK, we arrive in Paris at 10:30 .... do I have time for a quick train to the city for some steak frites at our favorite restauant and a glimpse of the sparkling Eiffel Tower? For THAT, my adrenaline will run strong ... heck, I can sleep on the flight tomorrow!