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…
Breakfast of champs |
Denver to Atlanta. 7hrs layover. And some southern fried chicken. We could not find turkey...!
Improvised Thanksgiving lunch/dinner |
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.
Volcan Lonquimay... Lots of memories... |
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