Now that I made it to Atlanta (9am 76 degrees) I am literally no closer to upstate NY than I was at 3am when I awoke. The flight from here is two hours and 8 minutes. My canceled flight direct to Buffalo was scheduled for 2 hours.
But at least all their terminals have power.
I am in terminal T. It has a smoking room. Good God. This is basically what I picture Hell to be like. Folks sitting slumped over in a cloud of smoke, knowing they are Harming themselves and others with every breath.
Oh well. Looking at my fellow travelers to upstate. We are NOT a good looking people, we upstate NY folk.