It was an early departure from Antigua and a quick flight hour and a half flight to San Juan. After an hours wait there was a two hour fifty minute flight to Miami. It was great flying in to Miami, all of South Beach in view with Star Island on the port side. It brought back memories of winning the SORC in 1999 with Numbers and staying in a rented house next to Gloria Estevan.
The layover at Miami was only 40 minutes; I wonder what the odds are of my bag making the connection; hope I don’t have to hang out in Auckland for 24 hours for it to catch up.
The flight to LA is a mere 5.8 hours and an hour later it was time for the 13.3 hour “enduro test” on Qantas to Auckland. The cabin staff was absolutely fantastic; humourous, helpful and enthusiastic; I have not seen that attitude for a North American based carrier since the last century! Both meals were great and the movie and documentary selection were extensive. I watched documentaries about the Galapagos, the Ganges, “The Man from Snowy River” and a new movie “The Kite Runner”.
My seat mate was an 18 year old girl from a small town on the North Island who was working as wait staff at a country club north of Fort Lauderdale since October. She is really excited to be coming home a month early, and only her mother knows (and is sworn to secrecy) so she can surprise her dad, grandparents, brothers and sisters when she arrives unannounced.
The layover at Miami was only 40 minutes; I wonder what the odds are of my bag making the connection; hope I don’t have to hang out in Auckland for 24 hours for it to catch up.
The flight to LA is a mere 5.8 hours and an hour later it was time for the 13.3 hour “enduro test” on Qantas to Auckland. The cabin staff was absolutely fantastic; humourous, helpful and enthusiastic; I have not seen that attitude for a North American based carrier since the last century! Both meals were great and the movie and documentary selection were extensive. I watched documentaries about the Galapagos, the Ganges, “The Man from Snowy River” and a new movie “The Kite Runner”.
My seat mate was an 18 year old girl from a small town on the North Island who was working as wait staff at a country club north of Fort Lauderdale since October. She is really excited to be coming home a month early, and only her mother knows (and is sworn to secrecy) so she can surprise her dad, grandparents, brothers and sisters when she arrives unannounced.
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