This past weekend, Paul and I visited a couple of friends in Richmond, Virginia and had an absolutely fabulous time (photos coming tomorrow). We had plans to fly out of DC Sunday (because why not take advantage of an opportunity to see a little DC while we were so close?), but the winter weather had other plans. Our train took four hours to go twenty miles due to a faulty horn, and we did the math and realized the flight out of DC was not going to happen. Being pretty experienced travelers, we knew what our oprtions were. And while Paul stayed calm and changed our flight, I got a little emotional - we were using money we didn't plan to spend, and I would have to take a vacation day I was saving for the holidays. But we figured it out, embraced our new plans, and stepped off the train into a magical little small town decked out in all its Christmas glory.