Getting to Brazil from New York

I randomly read an inspiring blog from a graduate who went to Iceland as a congratulatory gift to herself, so I decided to start a blog myself. I wished that I had done this for other trips sooner. It's cathartic to record your experiences when traveling.

Today, my plane was supposed to leave for Rio from JFK at 1PM but as I’m out the door, I get a text from DELTA about a delayed flight by several hours. I would have been stranded in Lima, having missed the connection, so decided to leave for the trip the following day, which happens to be my birthday, and travel a different route. I will keep my fingers crossed that I get to Rio on Sunday morning and can join the group later in the day.

I decided to do a carry-on bag with a weight limit of only 26 lbs. when I thought I would be flying on LATAM. I've been watching (more than I care to admit) You Tube packing videos so I should be okay. It's so much easier to go light than lugging around lots of stuff from place to place. I don't mind wearing the same outfit multiple times. Nobody cares.

Getting to JFK is a breeze now that I take the LIRR to Jamaica Station to the Airtrain. I still get butterflies going to new, unchartered places, but we have to face our fears, and it is usually well worth it once I arrive at most destinations.

I will meet up with my Gate1 travel group at the Windsor Leme Hotel near Copacabana Beach. Most people on these tours are friendly. Normally, it is not a problem being with strangers as long as you steer clear of convos like politics and religion. The tour company explicitly advises you to avoid controversial topics. For the most part, we share the commonality of traveling to new places and sharing stories of those places, which helps with bonding. Regarding the question, "Where are you from?" I usually get a few snarky comments about NYC or Brooklyn, but it doesn’t bother me. But in these times, I feel that I need to be more cautious, particularly when asked this question by locals. Not everyone loves us and I don’t want to find out who.

Well.. I hope the planets are in alignment today. It’s still early, but so far, no delay notifications. Uncertainty is probably the worst part of traveling but I am committed to doing meditation if need be. I know when I get to ATL  I’ll be racing to the other end of the terminal for the International flight. I’ve already done my research last night and understand the layout of the Airport. I know this is being OCD, but when traveling solo, it helps eliminate some anxiety.

So fast forward …Delta couldn’t make up their minds if there was going to be a delay with the ATL flight which set me into a mild panic about my connection. They also changed the gate to the far end of the terminal. Fortunately, they reversed course and now we’re back to the original plan. Grrr!

But I spoke too soon. The crew at JFK was late so it was a real squeeze getting to the connection. Fortunately, ATL has a tram so I got here at lightning speed. Delta just sent me a 4000-mile consolation prize. I’ll take it although it seems measly. Goodbye for now … next time …Rio. Need to learn some Portuguese.

L is not on the trip, but adding her photo just the same because she is so cute.