The trip itself was great, but the flight back to Eugene was a series of airline nightmares. Nothing much worth writing about, but just managed to make the connecting flight to Portland after Delta assured us that the flight from Philadelphia to Cincinnati (one of Delta’s three US hubs, the other two being Atlanta and Salt Lake City) was on time. Right up until it suddenly vanished from the Gate 12 screens and was replaced by a flight to Boston that was, again, allegedly on time.
The Ghost of Jerry Garcia at Independence Hall
