Flying is the worst

Our trip to Peru has nowhere to go but up. After boarding our flight, we sat. And sat. And sat. Turns out, one of the brakes on the plane wasn’t working. We sat there in increasing anxiety as our long layover dwindled, and our anxiety was fully realized when the pilot told us we would have to deplane. For the record, this is the 2nd time this month that I’ve had to deplane. No me gusta.

Ultimately, Delta’s only flight option involved an overnight layover in Atlanta, an extra layover in Miami, and an arrival in Lima that was over 16 hours later than planned. That wouldn’t work given our plans, so we ended up booking a new flight on Avianca and we will deal with Delta later (my status there has – and will continue to – come in handy).

So we are about to depart on our midnight flight to Bogotá, then we will connect on to Lima. I do hope scientists are working on teleportation because flying is just not a good experience. I’ll take my chances being accidentally disintegrated (or whatever goes wrong in teleportation) over subjecting myself to airlines over and over again.

But now, our plane is pushing back and so we are off!