And here we go… Jim picked me up at 4:45am this month and we headed out to the airport.
He was right. Traveling on Thanksgiving day is so good! Or maybe it was because of the hour…
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Breakfast of champs |
Denver to Atlanta. 7hrs layover. And some southern fried chicken. We could not find turkey...!
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Improvised Thanksgiving lunch/dinner |
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Jim invested in a neck pillow |
We met with Terry in Atlanta for a few drinks and took off for Santiago, Chile.
From Santiago, we took another flight to the bottom of the world, Chilean version: Punta Arenas.
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Volcan Lonquimay... Lots of memories... |