My tentmate Steve maintains his Admiral's Club membership and now Mike and I are his guests here in Santiago, Chile for our layovers that range from 3 to 4.5 hours. Mine being the longest. Gosia is somewhere in the airport sorting out her flights and will hopefully join us soon. The four of us were all on the same, short flight from Mendoza. Andes were socked in with clouds and we were unable to bid Cerro Aconcagua farewell visually.
From here Steve goes to San Jose via Dallas. Mike goes to Boston via Miami. Gosia goes to St. Louis via Atlanta. And I return to sunny Seattle, Washington via Los Angeles. It's the true parting of the fellowship. We were sad that we were unable to see James who rode a bus across the Andes today to fly on to Torronto from Santiago. Our collective real-worlds are close now.