Stuck in NYC

It was all going so well. I staggered of the London flight onto the LAX flight. I was all curled up, snoozing away as we taxied out. Then the Captain came on the intercom and mumbled something about fires in LA, and rather quikcky dumped us off at a gate. As ever when such things happen, there was utter confusion - with neither staff nor passengers having any clue as to what is happening.

At present, I'm surfing courtesy of t-mobile in the Admirals Club. Just waiting to get out. I've got a flight booked in the morning, just in case, but who knows. The airline will make a call in an hour. In the meantime, I'm annoyed I'm missing a good party!