After a pretty refreshing night of sleep, we headed back to PTY once
again. Amazingly enough, all four of our upgrades cleared, even after I
wasn't on the list properly. It was an "old config" plane, but it was
hard to complain. We left PTY late, Copa-style, so that we were delayed
almost an hour into IAD, making our connection tight. We had
originally been put on the later flight, but decided it was worthwhile
to make an attempt at the earlier one and get home before kiddo bedtime,
so we had made a same-day confirmed change.
Between Global Entry
(both immigration and customs) and TSA PreCheck, we basically got
through all the lines as fast as humanly possible. We had to take the
train out to concourse C, and from there ran at a near sprint to the
gate. Miraculously, we made it while they were boarding the last 4
people. And two of our upgrades cleared! (Well, actually three, when
all was said and done, but we need either 2 or 4 due to the kiddos
needing supervision, so I gave up the third one and sat in coach with
C). I couldn't believe that we made it.
Of course, sprinting
through the airport in 3-day-old tropical clothes didn't do anything
great for my smell, so sorry to my seatmate. She was actually en route
from Geneva with her 4 month old, so we bonded over travel with babies.
Arrival
went smoothly, the checked bags made it, the car started, and we pulled
into our driveway just a few minutes after bedtime.
A day late.
But that's okay.
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