Our unplanned staycation at DFW thanks to a cancelled flight was a lot more enjoyable than we would have expected. Nothing like the rooftop swimming pool of one of those hotels where you never leave the terminal and are surrounded by runways and freeways in every direction 🛫
One of the more profound 24 hours I’ve had in recent years was being marooned in the O’Hare Marriott, which seems not to have been redecorated since the art deco revival of the late 80s.
