My flight from Richmond got here a half-hour ahead of schedule. I've been chilling in Newark for almost 4 hours. The flight to Madrid is listed as on time, and hopefully it will stay that way.
While I was changing dollars for euros, I met a woman and her young daughter (5 or 6 years old maybe?) on their way back to Cincinnati from a trip to Bogotá, Colombia. When I told them I was going to Spain, she asked, «¿Habla español?» and I replied with a nice «Un poco.» It occurred to me that I should start practicing a few sentences to make sure when I land in Madrid tomorrow I'm not too rusty. The little girl, the mother told me, knew Spanish and French, and the little girl chuckled when I said with a semi-convincing French accent, "Je ne parle un mot de francais!"
A flight to Copenhagen's just been moved to our gate, getting ready to board in about ten minutes-- lots of German ringing in my ears! I should probably double-check my own flight, though we've still got a couple of hours before we'll be taking off.
I'll post again from España!
¡Hasta presto!
-A
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