Copa Lounge

Breakfast started at 0530, the buses left the hotel at 0630 for our hour + ride to the airport. Loaded up the charter and took off ~ 0830 which brought us into Guatemala City at 0930 for our 1325 flight. There are a few in the group disgruntled about having to hang out for hours. Me? I was happy to have plenty of time to retrieve my luggage, walk from the local terminal to the International Terminal, check-in. Then there was security, immigration and then finding the Copa Lounge which was wayyyy wayyy at the end of the terminal.

From there it was more waiting.

Flight to Houston where I found, much to my surprise that using the Mobile Passport App (which now doesn’t want to use data but has to be on wifi) got me immediately through immigration without having to stand in line for my previous experience of two and a half hours.

Flight back to SFO wasn’t an issue. Getting home could have been worse.

It is nice to sleep in my own bed….

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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