EZE to MIA

Of all my worldly adventures, this trip consists of the most densely packed three weeks of traveling.  I commence with a complete 9 hour mid day flight in the coveted middle seat. Next to the bathroom, in front of the screaming, seat kicking three year old who ranked only second to worst behind her mother, who was clearly oblivious that her repeated scolding (easily mistaken for begging) was completely ineffective. The only thing worse than an annoying toddler is the obnoxious parent who doesn’t understand their culpability in the creation of unruly monsters. I have patience for kids, not for adults. Thanks to TAM however, who happens to be one of my new favorite airlines, I watched about 6 films, ate a sufficient gluten free meal, and was even given cappuccino flavored candies. A nice little touch for the sweet-toothed coffee fiend I’ve become.

So with zero sleep, off a three hour rest the night before, I arrived in MIA ready for the expected culture shock that accompanies every return trip to the states. Amanda and Clyde found me at the airport and took me back to his family’s house where I was warmly received by his lovely mother and grandmother with a brief visit from his brother, sister in law, and their beautifully chunky baby girl Eloise. I couldn’t have received a better welcome and was even comfortable enough to fashion my new lilac bridesmaid gown for the entire bunch. Thank god Amanda has good taste and I’ve yet again dodged every girl’s fear of being put in a hideous dress.

After a night of seriously heavy sleeping, rain showers inaugurated my duties as active bridesmaid. Unable to attend any of the previous events and planning, I’d promised Amanda my life for three weeks prior to the big day to help her sort out any of the last minute responsibilities. But truth be told, I’d be anyone’s gopher in exchange for a week long trip to Haiti, a few days in California and some errands in Miami.  I’m not sure I’ve even been much of a help to Amanda, but I know I’m having a blast!

Port-au-Prince coast line:
A  little preview of the many Haiti shots to come