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Going home to the parents for Easter, with a delayed and ultimately cancelled plane meaning I likely won't make the connected flight. So I've been waiting here for three hours, eight minutes on foot (without luggage) from my flat, and likely to spend the night at a hotel unless they hold back a flight just for me. Which is unlikely, but with STOL flights you never know.

The more interesting part: I'm doing this after all.