A flight cancellation stranded my family for days — and it was the best vacation we've had in years

02.03.2024 - 14:31 / insider.com

Last month, I was just wrapping up a short but sweet family vacation in Hawaii with my husband and our 9-year-old twins. It had been mostly uneventful in the best way, and we spent our time perfectly balanced between relaxation and light adventure — swimming in the pool and the sea, horseback riding, doing archery, and eating well.

On the morning of what was to be the last day of our five-day trip, I woke up early and groggily peered into my phone. That's when I saw the breaking news that a piece of an Alaska Airlines 737 Max 9 plane had blown off in mid-flight, and the whole fleet was being investigated. A quick double-check of our itinerary confirmed what I suspected: that was the very airline and the very aircraft we were scheduled to fly home on.

We still hopefully packed and checked in for our flight, but eventually, the inevitable happened: The airline canceled our flight back home to Los Angeles, along with all the others. We searched aggressively for alternative flights that could get us home any time soon, but given the widespread nature of the disruption, we soon figured out we were truly stuck — indefinitely.

While my husband and I had our laptops with us and could work remotely as the delays dragged on, we knew our kids would miss the first days of school back after the long holiday break, causing a source of stress (for us parents, if not so much for the kids).

But given there was no way to drive (nor swim) thousands of miles across the Pacific Ocean, no amount of fretting would get us home faster. Plus, I had a travel insurance policy covering all four members of my family, so I knew we wouldn't have to take a major hit financially — a major load off.

We started to shift our mindset: We decided to embrace it and soak up our extra family time in paradise. And that's exactly what we did.

Amid wintry mainland conditions, our Hawaii trip became the ultimate snow day filled with incredible, indelible memories. Instead of the school cafeteria fare they'd be eating had we returned home, my kids enjoyed endless savories and confections from the hotel breakfast buffet. Instead of homework after dinner, we settled into family shuffleboard tournaments in the lounge. And instead of a short recess between fourth-grade class work each day, my kids splashed in the waves and searched for breaching whales and rainbows.

Along the way, we were careful to tell them only what they needed to know about why we weren't going home yet: They knew that many planes were undergoing maintenance inspections, but not that there had been a terrifying in-flight incident. (Even I'd avoided reading more of the news than I cared to know at that moment.)

On one occasion, another hotel guest started chatting to our family —