Buenos Aires: Just Getting There

G and I arrived safely in Buenos Aires yesterday.  Getting there is another story:  Perfectly scheduled between two early winter ice storms, only Griselda’s optomism and hope stopped the snow long enough for us to escape Connecticut.  That same hope got us through a severly crowded JFK, where many stranded travellers from earlier flights were vying for new tickets.  After a nice lunch/dinner (lunner?) at Bonfire (great burger, decent tacos, better than normal airport food) and a beer at Sam Adam’s, we waiting for our plane to board…

…BTW, if you ever have a connecting international flight that’s more than 12 hours after you check in at the first airport, the new baggage policies are a headache, as they’ll try to charge you for your baggage, since the international flight doesnt show up yet, but the Delta representatives at the airport were very helpful…

The overnight flight to Buenos Aires was a good idea, as G and I were able to sleep most of it off, between the screaming kids and mild turbulence that is.  And there was actually food served…well it was edible, though I’m pretty sure it only qualifies as food in the technical sense.  But the ten plus hours in the air, coughing, crying kids in the seats in front, blah movies and even blah-er food, were totally worth the look on my wife’s face as the plane touched down on the runway in EZE…we were in Argentina, my first time and my wife’s first trip back since 2001.

We wont get cancelled...we wont get cancelled...