|at New Orleans airport|
This was in contrast to the pre airport trip to MSY in New Orleans when we got a speeding ticket on I10 and a wheel broke off of my carryon luggage roller going into the airport.
Delayed in Frankfurt
I missed my flight to Budapest in Frankfurt due to delay in "de-bussing" the plane despite a United on time arrival. No gate was available. So here are all these 767 and 747 jumbo jets parked out on the tarmac off loading passengers onto a series of buses to the terminal.
|Beer & franks while charging|
So I am spending the day waiting in the Lufthansa lounge for the 9pm flight to Budapest.
Luckily the accommodations are decent. Sausages with crepes and German beer (round 2). Earlier I sampled their artisan breads, made to order salads with fresh snipped herbs from their garden growing on the counter, fresh strawberries and some German Reisling as well as a couple German sparkling wines followed by an espresso and apricot custard-- quite delightful.
Fellow travelers amuse
Earlier I sat next to a table of professional mountain cyclists (didn't know there was such a thing) and their coaches who were all drinking water with lemon and comparing their body fat composition percentages and race results of cohorts amid waitresses offering cheesecakes, gelatos and pretzels. Their bikes had been shipped ahead last week via truck and they were on a tour.
|German sparkling wine and strawberries at Lufthansa lounge|
Now I am amid business men skyping with their home offices discussing sales prospects, trends and issues. Overheard - one man's phone call in Italian, the next in German and the next in Japanese. I admire these guys who can converse fluently in so many languages.
Back to my Rosetta Stone study of Russian.
Blogger in German
Did I mention that blogger is suddenly in German here? Good thing I am familiar with the layout of the program.
Ah, but there is a Tiffany store in the airport here, along with the requisite McDonald's, of course.