Day Forty: What can you say about a flight across the Atlantic?

Not much. You know the routine. Wake up. Make sure everything is packed. Get to the airport early. Check bags ( They are full of wine). Wait in line. Take off shoes. Forgot belt so take it off. Get singled out for explosives check. You don't speak Spanish. She doesn't speak English. SMILE. Point out you have artificial knee. SMILE. Load everything back in back pack and go wait for another two hours. Walk two miles ( according to Apple Watch), find your gate and sit down and wait. Be in group One ( new boarding procedure) as is everyone else. Buy last minute stuff that you hope the USA will not confiscate. Board pane.Wait on Jet tube for 1/2 hour. Get on plane. Pray no one shows up for window seat. Take two Valium. Wait Wait. And you have only two people for three seats. There is a God. Maybe it's the Valium. Get NY Times International. read some of it. Get meal. Remember to take meat since Barbara is giving us Pasta in NJ when we land and get to her house.
Sleep, Eat, Drink, get up every two hours so legs do not fill with blood or water. Land. Pray customs doesn't take my contraband bought in Madrid airport.
Breeze through customs because I bought/Received Global Entry for the USA. Makes me a VIP. Pick up luggage which was checked because of the wine I was bringing in.
Call Tony who will bring us to Chuck and Barbra's.
Everything is smooth. In fact as we are riding to Chuck and Barbara's house what should come on the radio. Remember this was our 50th Anniversary trip.

Well we got to Chuck and Barbra's and had a great meal, nice talks and oh too short a visit. Tomorrow we leave for Silver Spring. Half way home.