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I have finally arrived in Lima. Because of my plans to head to Rio after this and the desire to use some excess United miles for this trip, I flew from LA to Dulles to Sao Paulo to Lima. Total time was almost 24 hours. I could have been in India by now eating alu paranthas made by my Bhuaji. Mmmmm.......alu paranthas........
As you may have guessed it has been an interesting 24 hours. Ravi, upon picking me up, Robbins-ed me into eating breakfast at McDonald´s. The term "to Robbins" is derived from the motivatonal guru, Anthony Robbins (and it was not coined by me, but I use it). He instructs people to avoid being drawn into temptations because others are not strong enough to avoid them. Ravi wanted McDonald´s, but rather than declaring his desire, he asked me if I wanted McDonald´s. I didn´t really, but realized why he was asking and obliged. Thus I was Robbins-ed into it. Whatevs.....it was good. It was almost not to be though, as we pulled up at 10:35 am, five minutes after breakfast officially closes. Jorge, the guy who was in charge of changing the menu at the drive in, however, assured us with an enthusiastic "Si!" when we asked if we could still get the morning fare. Thanks, Jorge. I'm lovin' it.
At the airport I realized I forgot to take my malaria pill, so I grabbed some water and pulled the package out. These things are so damn hard to open. You need really sharp nails to peel back the packaging. I didn´t have these at my disposal and, because I was already past security, there wasn´t a scissors or knife for miles. I resorted to a plastic knife and achieved success by using a sawing motion on the package. MacGyver would be proud.
Onto the flights.....why are United international flights so damn cold? We´re going from summer in the US to an equatorial climate. No one has their winter jacket with them. Why so cold?
I am sitting next to a guy (who has the middle seat) that claims he can´t remember the last time he wasn´t in first class. Yeah right, buddy, that is why you have the worst seat now. You have some major pull here.
I always wonder if what happened to Jerry Seinfeld (sitting next to a hot model) will ever happen to me? The closest I got recently was on a flight from San Juan to LA. I was one row behind and a few seats over from this gorgeous woman from Trinidad. It was torture, however, as I had to listen to the guy next to her, who had no game whatsoever, go on for most of the eight hour flight.
"Oh, you´re from Trinidad. Cool. Is that, like, Trinidad and Tobago? Cool."
I guess sitting next to a cute girl never happens in first class. Often in life, we may find ourselves seeking a figurative first class, but we will probably end up sitting next to an old white man, so sometimes it is just better to roll with what you have and enjoy.
As you may have guessed it has been an interesting 24 hours. Ravi, upon picking me up, Robbins-ed me into eating breakfast at McDonald´s. The term "to Robbins" is derived from the motivatonal guru, Anthony Robbins (and it was not coined by me, but I use it). He instructs people to avoid being drawn into temptations because others are not strong enough to avoid them. Ravi wanted McDonald´s, but rather than declaring his desire, he asked me if I wanted McDonald´s. I didn´t really, but realized why he was asking and obliged. Thus I was Robbins-ed into it. Whatevs.....it was good. It was almost not to be though, as we pulled up at 10:35 am, five minutes after breakfast officially closes. Jorge, the guy who was in charge of changing the menu at the drive in, however, assured us with an enthusiastic "Si!" when we asked if we could still get the morning fare. Thanks, Jorge. I'm lovin' it.
At the airport I realized I forgot to take my malaria pill, so I grabbed some water and pulled the package out. These things are so damn hard to open. You need really sharp nails to peel back the packaging. I didn´t have these at my disposal and, because I was already past security, there wasn´t a scissors or knife for miles. I resorted to a plastic knife and achieved success by using a sawing motion on the package. MacGyver would be proud.
Onto the flights.....why are United international flights so damn cold? We´re going from summer in the US to an equatorial climate. No one has their winter jacket with them. Why so cold?
I am sitting next to a guy (who has the middle seat) that claims he can´t remember the last time he wasn´t in first class. Yeah right, buddy, that is why you have the worst seat now. You have some major pull here.
I always wonder if what happened to Jerry Seinfeld (sitting next to a hot model) will ever happen to me? The closest I got recently was on a flight from San Juan to LA. I was one row behind and a few seats over from this gorgeous woman from Trinidad. It was torture, however, as I had to listen to the guy next to her, who had no game whatsoever, go on for most of the eight hour flight.
"Oh, you´re from Trinidad. Cool. Is that, like, Trinidad and Tobago? Cool."
I guess sitting next to a cute girl never happens in first class. Often in life, we may find ourselves seeking a figurative first class, but we will probably end up sitting next to an old white man, so sometimes it is just better to roll with what you have and enjoy.
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