In JFK, Iberia shares gates with British Airways, so I heard more Castellano and Queens English in the six hours I sat there than ever before in my life. Go figure.
So here we are in Madrid, finally. We arrived at ten on the 9th, leaving at 9 on the 8th from New York. Needless to say it was a long flight. Iberia surprised us all by feeding us. Since when does an airline feed its coach passengers? We got dinner (at about 10:30) and breakfast at 7am. Dinner was chicken or beef, with some shrimp appetizer thing, vino tinto, and dessert. I hoped the vino was going to help with the sleeping, but alas, I was up for most of the flight. Breakfast was some croissant sandwich that I didn't eat, harsh coffee, a fruit cup, mushy muffin, and a Twix. The twix made it pretty much the best breakfast ever.
More coming soon!
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