Here’s a photo of the plane I took home being de-iced. In South Carolina. My flight was delayed about an hour because of the de-icing, but fortunately I had plenty of time to make my connecting flight in Charlotte. Which is more than I can say for my original flight, which was to take place the day before. The airline called me just as I was about to head to the airport to tell me that my flight was delayed and I wouldn’t be able to make my connector. I would have been annoyed, except that it was entirely my own fault. After all, who books a return flight through Washington, D.C. on Inauguration Day? Yup, that would be me.