We are traveling in a group of 11. Five presidents and their wives and Brianna, who is the darling of the group. She has five moms and dads to look after her! About halfway through our flight from Salt Lake City to Dallas, the airline attendant came and explained that our flight to Buenos Aires had been cancelled. We were sooooo disappointed. The Presidents then began negotiations with the gate agent to see what our options are.
There was an incredible amount of luggage among the 11 of us.
I found amazing pictures of the Puyehue-Cordon volcano causing all this havoc in our travel plans. It had not erupted for more than 50 years. Apparently, the ash turns into molten glass in the engine of the airplane.
We gathered up all of our luggage again and flew to Atlanta the next morning. From there, Delta managed a safe corridor into Buenos Aires. After a sleepless night, our first glimpse of the mission was a spectacular one.
Good morning, Buenos Aires.