Our flight to Uruguay was scheduled for 3:45pm, and we wanted to ensure plenty of time to get across town and everything. So we spent Saturday morning after breakfast hanging out at the hotel. The sun was out, so we headed back out to the playground, but it got too hot pretty fast.
left plenty early for the airport, so we had lots of time to make the
transit, get gas, and figure out how to return the rental car (not
obvious - just leave it at the curb and take the keys in to the desk).
We checked in, found the Copa Club, hung out, then headed to our gate.
While we were walking from the club to the gate, it started to storm
We boarded the plane late, as per Copa's standard
procedure (at least it seems that way), and settled into our upgraded
seats. After everyone had boarded, they came on and announced that they
suspected the plane had been struck by lightening, so we had to get off
and get a new plane. Grumpy and grumbling, with kids that were ready
for nap but not going to get one any time soon, we disembarked and
waited for another two hours before we finally got another plane. This
one was an "old" configuration, not the Sky interior, which meant subpar
seats with subpar recline.
C was way overtired, so instead of
going straight down for her nap like she is normally able to do, she
screamed inconsolably for 10 minutes before finally crying herself to
sleep. Lovely. D fell asleep on the plane and managed to stay mostly
asleep in the stroller through disembarking, immigration, car rental,
and driving to the hotel.
We ended up arriving a little over 1,5
hours late into MVD. I forget what time it was - 3:15am? You would
think that the airport would be empty and not much going on, and yet we
still had to wait 20 minutes for the car rental agent to come back
inside from helping someone else. Then it took him a good half hour to
rent us our car. Why does everything need to take three times longer
than necessary?? Unlike in the US, car rental in these countries is not
a scalable process -- AVIS only had one guy working, and he had to rent
the car, go out to the lot and get it, and then drive it up to the
terminal for us to take it.
We easily drove downtown and found
our hotel, the Radisson Victoria Plaza. Due to our Gold status with
Carlson, we were again upgraded - this time to an Ambassador Suite.
This room was ridiculous. It sported a living/dining/common area the
size of two normal hotel rooms, a foyer with a door that closed leading
to a guest lavatory/powder room and a small kitchen with a fridge and
sink, a master bath, and a bedroom. It was truly amazing. D slept
happily on the couch in the living room, and we put C's pack and play up
in the foyer that had a closing door, so miraculously, everyone had
their own room! The hotel has a lot of old school charm - embossed
wallpaper, dark wood, crystal chandeliers. It was really beautiful and
felt luxurious, in a throwback sort of way.
Due to all the delays, we ended up going to bed around 6am, Montevideo time, which is 2am in Denver.