What a day...

After my arrival at CMH, everything was calm, I got a sandwich, then sat and waited to board at 2:45.  Until 2.  All of the sudden, everyone’s phone buzzed or beeped, and everyone in the gate got the same panicked look.  They canceled the flight.  It took forever to find an agent, but they rebooked me on a flight to Miami.  Instead of leaving Columbus at 3:15, I left at 6:15.   The flight here was fine, I watched a thunderstorm over Miami, and sat next to a man that smelled like Taco Bell and slept the entire flight.  Checked into the hotel, now I’m icing my foot, because between the two airports, I did 8,700 steps.