Finally the day had come. The night before, oddly enough, my 3 children had been home. It was a long time since we ate all four together. And to celebrate, we call ice cream for dessert. Even Fede, who by then had gone to live with his father, slept at home.
At noon dined at home my parents and my brother and his family. We had a nice time.
Before leaving for Ezeiza, Claudia came to our house to give me the address of his aunt who lived in NYC and you expect to find there.
At six in the afternoon we leave for the airport. The night was bleak, drizzly, but at least it was very cold. The journey was very unpleasant because the General Paz was very dark and did not even have marked the white lines is defined, so nothing was visible. Access to the highway to get to Ezeiza was badly marked and it took several turns to get there. Already in Ezeiza
first thing I did was send the luggage to not be carrying loads. I saw people with suitcases loaded trunks were rolling true, while mine weighed about 10 kilos with all miserable and tare. And then we sit and wait ...
A while later my parents and my kids stuck around and I went to boarding.
When I went two years earlier had entered the other hand, much nicer. This sector was ugly, with a threadbare upholstered armchairs and hideous blue color. The four kiosks that ranged from free-shop left much to be desired, not only be unsightly but also for being expensive. The only bar we had was similar to the Retiro subway station C but with prices the Galerias Pacifico.
Among my companions were waiting a group of boys about 20 years in Paraguay, a couple of girls in Chile, a group of missionaries from Meaux who were with a priest and two blacks were Brazilians and Americans about two meters high stood out from others as much for his height and his physical.
I noticed that boarding area was so deserted, taking into account that many flights were scheduled.
To me these are wonderful times. You start a new adventure. It is unknown dive into a pool without knowing if there is water. It is, ultimately, to feel truly alive.
While waiting I started chatting with one of the Chilean girls who told me that all (Chilean, Paraguayan and Brazilian) went to Sydney to meet with the Pope. There were about 80, although the full committee was about 500 American.
After seeing them talk and pray, sing and dance got on the plane, which went on schedule. Once located
had dinner, I settled in and after a few hours, I woke up the lights breakfast and ready to get to Miami.
At noon dined at home my parents and my brother and his family. We had a nice time.
Before leaving for Ezeiza, Claudia came to our house to give me the address of his aunt who lived in NYC and you expect to find there.
At six in the afternoon we leave for the airport. The night was bleak, drizzly, but at least it was very cold. The journey was very unpleasant because the General Paz was very dark and did not even have marked the white lines is defined, so nothing was visible. Access to the highway to get to Ezeiza was badly marked and it took several turns to get there. Already in Ezeiza
first thing I did was send the luggage to not be carrying loads. I saw people with suitcases loaded trunks were rolling true, while mine weighed about 10 kilos with all miserable and tare. And then we sit and wait ...
A while later my parents and my kids stuck around and I went to boarding.
When I went two years earlier had entered the other hand, much nicer. This sector was ugly, with a threadbare upholstered armchairs and hideous blue color. The four kiosks that ranged from free-shop left much to be desired, not only be unsightly but also for being expensive. The only bar we had was similar to the Retiro subway station C but with prices the Galerias Pacifico.
Among my companions were waiting a group of boys about 20 years in Paraguay, a couple of girls in Chile, a group of missionaries from Meaux who were with a priest and two blacks were Brazilians and Americans about two meters high stood out from others as much for his height and his physical.
I noticed that boarding area was so deserted, taking into account that many flights were scheduled.
To me these are wonderful times. You start a new adventure. It is unknown dive into a pool without knowing if there is water. It is, ultimately, to feel truly alive.
While waiting I started chatting with one of the Chilean girls who told me that all (Chilean, Paraguayan and Brazilian) went to Sydney to meet with the Pope. There were about 80, although the full committee was about 500 American.
After seeing them talk and pray, sing and dance got on the plane, which went on schedule. Once located
had dinner, I settled in and after a few hours, I woke up the lights breakfast and ready to get to Miami.
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