Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Going Home to North Carolina

Going Home to North Carolina
Tuesday March 31, 2015

Keeping time...
Careful with the wine!
We woke up in the Hilton Hotel this morning, wide awake and ready to go back home.  We cleaned up and were out the door quickly, deciding to grab a coffee at the airport instead of the hotel.  The hotel bus brought us quickly to the airport.  We had returned the car the day before and were able to go right to where the flight would be checked in.  We checked our two luggage pieces, a case and a half of wine, and then headed toward the gate.  From start to finish, it was about 45 minutes to get through all the security.  We did our last Spanish breakfast of coffee, croissant, and zumo (fresh squeezed orange juice).  Also, we did our last charging of our phones before boarding the plane.  We wanted to have a full charge for our own music and pictures.

Not as good as Spain,
but we're not giving it up!
The flight back was great.  We went from Madrid to Philadelphia and then to Greensboro.  The food was actually pretty good, and the service was really friendly.  We commented to our flight attendant how much we appreciated his good pours for wine.  The boxed wine was far from some that we had on our trip, but it wasn't as bad as some that we've had before.  Once you land in Philadelphia, you have to go through customs and then recheck your luggage.  A big tip here is that if you have bought any alcohol at duty free in Europe, you have to check it here.  That's why we didn't get any more.  There wasn't room for us to carry it, and we already had our wine bottles all taped up.

The flight to Greensboro was delayed about an hour, but we had a taxi waiting for us there who took us home.  It was the same service we used when we were leaving and worried about snow.  We had offers to pick us up, but just like we had the delay - we didn't want to put out people in the middle of the week at night.  

Here's one thing that struck us both as weirdly funny on the flight.  The GPS option on the personal monitors shows the routing that you're flying with the airline.  However, they like to point out different transportation tragedies as you're going along.  While I'm flying over the ocean, I really don't want to be reminded of disasters.  I think I'm going to write a letter to the airline - love the maps, hate the crash markers!

Flight Plan from Madrid
Bismark 1941
Thresher & Titanic
Empress of Ireland 1914