The Airport

Here I sit at the airport with 52 of my best friends. We have been trying to get out of Chicago for 24 hours now but have hit one road block after another. Everybody that we talk to tells us it will just be a few more hours but they have just decided to divulge the truth and tell us that there are no seats to anywhere in Europe, much less Tel Aviv. As we settle in to our new home we set our sights on the basics...you know clothes, toothpaste, deodorant and something to keep us entertained. Sleep really wouldn't hurt either but in the back of our minds we keep thinking that we will just sleep on the plane. Unfortunately, the only thing we have to blame is the huge thunderstorm that hit O'Hare airport a few minutes before we arrived. This same fiend forced us to land at a nearby airport and miss our connecting flight by a mere 45 min. As much as we would like to think that our superior technology can outsmart anything that nature has to throw at it, a simple thunderstorm has really done a number to our trip.