I looked out at the strange city.
We were only supposed to have a four hour lay-over before that long flight across the Pacific.
We watched the TVs in horror. I didn’t understand a word. I didn’t have to.
Our flight was delayed and then canceled. I was placed on a flight the next day, but that was canceled as well, as were all flights for the next few days.
The airline put us up for a few nights, but then word came that it would be weeks, maybe months.
I guess it is a good time to learn Korean….
word count = 100
I was thinking the aftermath of 9/11, but perhaps something modern and even worse. It could, of course, fit into being stranded by the pandemic…