I had to laugh. I spent alot of time selecting the most perfect flights and seat assignments etc. And the God of Travel took my itinerary, tore it up into thousands of pieces and scattered it to the winds. “it’s going to be done this way,” the God of Travel told us in no uncertain terms.
What could we do? We just kicked back and went with it. We had a lot of fun. It’s all in your attitude. We met interesting people as we were shuffled about. The seats were better. We arrived later but had a beautiful view of the new York skyline. I’d ordered cheese and fruit and the God of Travel thought that was a good idea so it was there in Our room for a midnight snack. Today is sunny And breakfast just arrived!
Here is a picture of us talking with the God of Travel right after everything changed:
Our cheese plate and fizzy water
View from our hotel window. I love all the water towers!
Chronicles of Cammy, my Fool's Journey and Travelogue 
Oh, my, how I hate when that happens! Thank the gods for Cammy’s wacky sense of humor to get you two through with a smile …
I’ve heard it said “If you want to hear God laugh, just tell him your plans!” Do you have an eensy-teensy New York hotel room? I, too, love all those water tanks on the tops of buildings!