Seemed like a good idea at the time...
"Oh, sure", I said. "To save a couple hundred dollars on my flight to Albuquerque, I don't mind stopping over in Houston", I said.
That's how the world's biggest chickensh*t flyer ended up flying into a hurricane zone. It wasn't pretty on a lot of levels.
That place (Bush International Airport) had grown totally feral by the time my flight actually departed Thursday night. Still, compared with what some people experienced from Hurricane Rita, I got off light, so I won't complain too much.