The trip from Albuquerque to Spain was not bad; no worse than you expect trying to sleep on a plane. Surprisingly the flight was not even close to full, maybe 75% full, unusual for this time of schedule optimization. Sure makes everything easier not being packed in so tight.
Last night at the hotel in Avilés, we managed to stay up until 10 pm but woke up again around 1:30 but got back to sleep and woke to our alarm at 8 am. We’re hoping we have our jet lag under control.
Addendum by Wynette: Above is Charlie in the Madrid Airport with our first café con leche of this trip. One of the best we’ve ever had.
I knew from the size of the packs of sugar you weren’t in Dallas, or wherever your flight to Spain originated from. Atlanta perhaps?
Yes, their sugar packets are huge here and they usually give us two each. Charlie doesn’t take sugar and I only use a half so hope they don’t waste the 3 unopened ones.
The hanging hams another clue it’s not Dallas. (Right, that was where we embarked for Spain.) But the sugar packet was a more subtle clue. I’m impressed. Wynette