When I arrived, I discovered that JetBlue had canceled tonight's flight to Las Vegas due to inclement weather. The next available flight into which JetBlue would have been able to slot me was tomorrow afternoon--not nearly good enough, since I have to be back in Las Vegas to practice for this week's Nevada Star Ball competition (among other things). Apparently, though, the microclimate over at JFK Terminal 6 was far too wretched to contemplate flying westward.
Luckily for me, the microclimate over at Terminal 3--Delta Airline's terminal--was more hospitable, and I'm typing this post while waiting for a flight that will, technically, get me home tomorrow (as JetBlue had offered to do). But Delta will get me home at 12:30 a.m., not 5:30 p.m., on August 11th.
Do I blame JetBlue for weather delays? Not at all. Do I want JetBlue to be prudent about flying in bad weather? Of course I do. But something's up when flights to Vegas are leaving out of the same airport, to the same destination, on the same day--just three hours later. And I would have been a lot happier with JetBlue had the person answering the customer service line offered to get me closer to Las Vegas today, so that I could have had a chance to get home from another city--say, one to which JetBlue also flies, or one that links to Las Vegas on my favorite airline (Southwest). A little creativity on the customer service agent's part would have gone a long way towards making me happier.
I know that New York is a big city. And maybe, just maybe, JFK is a bigger airport than I think it is. But two different microclimates--one in which it's safe to fly to Las Vegas and one in which it's not? Hmmmmmmmmmm....
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