Our almost first glitch in travel...

As we taxi out to the runway in Nashville, the captain comes on and says....." there is a delay on Atlanta and we will not take off for an hour". Now that may not mean much, but our connecting flight to LA is an hour and a half from when we land...that means getting to the next flight in less than 30 minutes without knowing where to go. BUT...our luck turned as five minutes later, the captain says "must be a day for miracles. They have cleared us to take off now". So...we are in Atlanta eating Chick-Fil-Lay waiting (on time) to hop on our "on time" plane to LA. (Rose...she is eating!)