Legally Blonde's Proceedings

After having my Friday and part of Saturday's plans turned upside down, I had a goal of keeping my Sunday plans exactly as they were.  First stop was Sarabeth's Tribeca for breakfast.  Their lemon ricotta pancakes are a must when in NYC! I then walked down to the 911 memorial and museum.  I had purchased tickets for the museum in advance.  I arrived a little early, but then let me go on in.  I didn't actually go into the museum early though because I discovered that for some reason, American sent my original bag to NYC.  It had been at LaGuardia since Saturday, but their stupid system hadn't updated that info until Sunday.  I spent a considerable amount of time in the lobby of the museum on the phone with American Airlines lost luggage hotline trying to figure out if they could get my bag from the airport to the hotel before I headed back to Dallas in less than 24 hours. This is known as the survivors stairs.  They were located on Vesey street and were many surv

Where do I even begin in telling about the trip that had a start which will not be forgotten for as long as I live.  But let me back up a bit.  In July, during Wimbledon, a friend texted and asked if I wanted to go to the US Open.  I checked on ticket prices, etc. and decided that yes, it was doable.  So we bought tickets, booked flights, chose a hotel, and I planned.  We were to leave at 3:30 on Friday of Labor Day weekend. I never thought it would be so hard to get to NYC to enjoy this view! As I left my house at 1:15 to head to the airport, I knew we were likely to be delayed.  There was a storm rolling in and I was racing it to the airport.  Sure enough, as soon as I got to the gate, we were delayed until 5:25, then it got pushed to 6:55, then bumped to 8:10, and then the big red CANCELLED letters popped up.  Not just our flight but about 1/3 of American flights were cancelled according to the departures board.  They had us go to the customer service area and wait in line.  W