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( WTH, Teaspoon? )
Finally home after a 12-hour flight from Santiago to Atlanta, a 6-hour layover in Atlanta (with the added special flight delay at no extra charge), and a 4-hour flight from Atlanta to Denver. There wasn't really much of a time change to deal with on this trip (Santiago is US Eastern Daylight Time plus one hour, so only 3 hours ahead of my home time), but I'm still absolutely wiped. And I'm working tomorrow. *grimaces*
There was one bright spot on the return trip home that probably will only be amusing to myself, but I'll share anyway. We were fortunate enough to score first class tickets on the Atlanta to Denver leg of the trip, which means you get a turkey club sandwich instead of having to buy a boxed lunch, and have a cushy seat with more legroom. The lovely flight attendant in the first class cabin bore an uncanny resemblance to Ianto from Torchwood - for those of you who read through my journal on a routine basis, you know already that the hubby looks like the good Cap'n Jack. So here I am, with Cap'n Jack in the seat next to me, and Ianto asking me what I'd like to drink before we take off. I ordered a cup of tea, of course. *grins*
There was one bright spot on the return trip home that probably will only be amusing to myself, but I'll share anyway. We were fortunate enough to score first class tickets on the Atlanta to Denver leg of the trip, which means you get a turkey club sandwich instead of having to buy a boxed lunch, and have a cushy seat with more legroom. The lovely flight attendant in the first class cabin bore an uncanny resemblance to Ianto from Torchwood - for those of you who read through my journal on a routine basis, you know already that the hubby looks like the good Cap'n Jack. So here I am, with Cap'n Jack in the seat next to me, and Ianto asking me what I'd like to drink before we take off. I ordered a cup of tea, of course. *grins*
From Santiago, Chile!
Argentina was fabulous, but we were sans reliable internet for much of the time, so am very, very behind. We're now in Santiago, but time (and unsupervised internet) are limited, so this is just a brief note to say that we're alive after a rather harrowing trip across the Andes at 120 mph, where passing uphill and around curves is a normal occurrance, and playing the same tango over and over and over is ok.
*waves at the flist*
Argentina was fabulous, but we were sans reliable internet for much of the time, so am very, very behind. We're now in Santiago, but time (and unsupervised internet) are limited, so this is just a brief note to say that we're alive after a rather harrowing trip across the Andes at 120 mph, where passing uphill and around curves is a normal occurrance, and playing the same tango over and over and over is ok.
*waves at the flist*
