Delayed in Delhi

Sounds like the title of a singles ad in the newspaper, doesn't it? Driving to the airport this morning the city was just one big white cloud - we couldn't see more than 10 feet out through the car windows. We were delighted to make it in one piece (3 hours early for our flight, as instructed), checked in, went through security, sat down, and... nothing. No announcements, no signage, and no flight listed on the monitors because they were still listing all the flights from last night that had been delayed to this morning. When it came time for our flight to board we finally approached the information desk where a harried indian guy informed us it had been delayed until 2:00 pm (from 10:45 am). Awesome. Since we are in India and not the US, the airline attendants tracked us down in our seats in the waiting area to let us know that we would be provided with breakfast at 11 am at one of the cafes by the gates, which is kind of cool. But also since its India, people crowded around in a huge clump around the cafe kiosk and we decided it was too much of a zoo to try and navigate, so we are keeping half an eye on things from our seats, although the little flight attendant girls keep coming over to see why we don't want our free breakfast. Oh, and they gave us a form we can fill out listing people for them to contact on our behalf to alert them we are delayed, and any connecting flights or hotel reservations they can either cancel or confirm for us because of the delay. In America, they would stick us on a plane, pull away from the gate, and then sit on the tarmac for 6 hours while they refuse to give us water or let us use the toilet. So despite the delay, I am feeling pampered. The only sad bit is Matt had to email the hotel in Dubai to cancel my spa appointment for this afternoon since we won't get there in time, although we plan to try and reschedule for tomorrow instead.

I'll keep you posted... since I have nothing else to do.