After 3 flights, 28 hours, 7,315 miles, and less sleep than sought, we made it to New Delhi!
On Tuesday at 10am, we left our wonderful moms waving to us from the bottom of the Portland Jetport escalator. We arrived at JFK and were told by a Jet Blue employee that Lufthansa was in Terminal 4, and “it will take you 5 minutes to walk to the terminal. Don’t bother taking the train.” First lesson of Year of Adventure: Read signs to obtain information. Lufthansa was in Terminal 1.
After getting some fresh air between terminals, we successfully checked into Lufthansa, and somehow managed to avoid the excess baggage fees! And then the first fun surprise — we flew via Airbus A380, the largest commercial plane in the world of which Lufthansa owns only 8. We took pictures. We were those people in the airport.
The plane has cameras built into the tail, wings, and nose, so you can watch the scenery go by while in-flight. So sweet.
Anyway, flash forward past the 8 hours we spent trying to sleep on benches in Frankfurt airport…..
We touched down in Delhi! We quickly deplaned. We wove through the rails to the front of the passport control line. The passport controller examined our visas carefully, hesitated momentarily with his hand over his rubber stamp, and then imprinted our official welcome to the subcontinent. Let the adventure begin.
P.S. Brian is currently looking up photography tours, one of which features “rides on elephants for tiger shows.” Sweeter than a ride on an A380.