Touchdown - Texans! Or rather...I landed in Houston

After a two hour delay to board in Manchester, we finally made it to Atlanta...about 13 minutes after my connecting flight to Houston was scheduled to take off.  Anyone who has been to "the world's busiest airport" knows that it's at least five miles (best estimate when rushing to find my connector) between gates.  After sitting on the tarmac for at least 20 minutes while the pilot apologized for ATL's poor airplane parking situation, I checked the departure board and saw that my second leg had not departed, but the status said CLOSED.  I booked it to the next gate section, and was the last one to board - basically hopping from the jetway to the plane.  After the taxi ride to downtown, I checked into the hotel at about 2:15 am (CST) and passed out.