I think that you can never look down the road at the prospect of 22 hours of traveling with equanimity.
Every trip these days is not just a combination of planes, trains and automobiles, but also checkpoints, lines and lugging. Oh, and lousy food. But off we go, blithely by, lured by the promise of adventure and some good rates on airfare.
Now, I wouldn’t want this story to become a chronicle of the airports I have seen, but honestly, I just couldn’t help comparing some of the experiences I’ve had in the last 24 hours with each other.
I’m taking JetBlue to New York to meet up with my Dad.Together we’ll continue on to Madrid then Granada.
At Oakland, I’m braced for the worst – the last time I did this, I waited in a security checkpoint line for literally 1.5 hours. The line snaked around the baggage carousel before gently
What does “Pasteurized Process Cheese Spread, Havarti-type Flavor” really
The flight passes quickly, though, as I can actually sleep in these seats (15A and 15B in a Delta 767 if you’re interested) and we land in
Now this isn’t at all like the
You have to hand it to the Spaniards. When it co
But we’re not in
Now, I had i
But we’re off!
We head up the hill, to investigate where the
And down the hill to get to the city center:
I have to say, as
We take a long route, as it turns out, around the university, past the plaza where Queen Isabella is forever handing Christopher Colu
It’s basically siesta ti
Around 9 or so we got up and headed back out, since, you know, now, people are out for dinner…
Wandering down the road that took us into the plaza, we passed hopelessly at
All fine and dandy, but what, you ask, about DINNER?
Well, in an atte
My Dad de
We ordered a plate of Serrano ha
Stuffed after dinner, we wandered back up the hill at when we heard a
Topping the hill, we found that just beyond our hotel, there was a procession co