Took an Uber from AquaZul to Miami International Airport . The Uber driver, Gary, was a hippy from the 60's. We talked most of the way and I knew his entire life by the time the ride ended. Are you surprised ?
Miami airport lounge was nothing special but did get to relax and capitalize on the fees spent for AmEx Platinum. `Except, we didn't need the card since we were flying 1st class. Note to self: Cancel card.
The flight to Lisbon on TAP Portugal airlines was long, 6 hours, but it felt like my life, i.e. It felt like it was taking forever. The food was very good and I must have had 3 or 4 meals. I stayed awake, I didn't want to miss a meal. The videos they played were old and worthless. Didn't watch it. I looked at the other passengers and made up stories about what I imagined was their lives. This could be topics for another blog.
Lisbon to Rome, more food, Yeah! Airplane travel isn't what it used to be. I miss the days when everyone received a meal on white tablecloth. The planes then had propellers so there was something to watch for 6 hours. Today, 1st class is what coach used to be except the attendants are a lot older.
Alitalia oversold our flight to Napoli (that's Italian). I told the lovely Italian ticket agent, "Don't you know who I am?!!, I am Chevy Chase, famous actor!".
"Yes, Mr. Schneider, I know", she replied.
We waited over 3 hours in the Rome aeroporto (that's Italian) lounge again. Much nicer lounges in Europe. Actual cute tiny Italian attendant serving coffee, alcohol, food that was decent if you wanted to eat. Compare with Miami self serve lounge of cheese crackers , tiny lifeless sandwiches, artificial coffee machine. Lots of good booze though. Sadly, I can't imbibe $450 worth of liquor.
By this time, Alitalia section was pretty desolate . Good thing, I'm aka Chevy Chase and I fly alone.
We've arrived in Sorrento at 10:00 PM. Tried to take a taxi to our Airbnb but he said we were only "a short walk away". We must have walked a mile, over cobblestone sidewalks, steep curbs, land mines, other horrendous obstacles. It felt like my life (see above) trying to find the residence for our stay in Sorrento. Meanwhile, pulling our luggage all the way. I was so proud of Joy. She was tired but didn't complain one bit. That helped.
Travelling is a Drag, when it is "Steven style".
Tomorrow, more pictures and Rosa.
Ciao for now.