Turkey and Cheese Croissant with Americano.
It's early morning and I'm off once again to Houston and then back home to Baltimore. At the airport, I make another visit to Cafe Las Flores where sensory judge Isaura Zeledon is working the bar. She prepares for me an Americano and a pressed sandwich for breakfast. From my chair, I alternate between chatting with the team and watching CNN. It's been a long time since I've kept up with the news and so much seems brewing in the world. I want to go back to sticking my head in a hole, forgetting about the news and the worlds' problems.
As I sit, I contemplate the possibility of buying bottles of Flor de Cana 21 year aged at the duty free shop but I'm lazy to carry it all the way home. Instead, I text Austin and James at Swirl Wine back home to see if they can order my rum. They message back that they will place my order and it's that easy.
Sensory Judge Isaura Zeledon and her co-workers.
As I wait, I notice the empty lounge outside the shop window and I wonder just when the passengers on my Continental flight are going to start gathering. It's about 30 minutes from take off and the lounge looks empty. That's when Isaura asks me if I'm on the Continental flight because they are boarding. I look at her confused when she tells me that the Continental lounge is the next one to the left and out of view from the window. Crap.
As I bid my farewell and leave Cafe Las Flores, I see the Continental departure lounge and it's packed! People are boarding and it's time for me to go.
Out of the heat and sun and back to the bitter and cold. Lovely. And no first class upgrade...
