Our flight was Thursday morning. The hotel was very convenient to the airport, and made our morning much less rushed than if we would have stayed in the city. The shuttle driver also knew about the special American only International terminal, which from conversations we overheard from fellow travelers, was a source of confusion for many. We spent part of our time before the flight in the lounge, and rest shopping to spend the few Euros we had left. Between the easy ride over and the good luck with finding the right terminal and getting through security, we thought the bad luck from the day before was behind us. However, we soon got to experience the side effects of the Delta/Northwest merger as the boarding process started to spin out of control. It was apparent there was a lot of confusion amongst the crew. However, the seats were much nicer in the Northwest Airlines Airbus than we had in the Delta Boeing coming over. Although the seats were far superior in the Northwest plane, the safety demonstration video for Delta is the clear winner. Not only does the Delta video have a hotter actress, they don't subject you to 20 minutes of gay Air-robics before letting you start watching movies. The flight back was much longer (nearly 2 hours) than the flight over. The incompetence continued once we got here, as immigration was quick, but we waited over an hour for our bags before we could go through customs. Customs amounted to handing over the form we had filled out as we continued walking, so we could have brought whatever the heck we wanted back with us, so long as we got past the dogs in the baggage handling area. Oh well - lesson learned for next time.
Despite our sorrow for leaving Italia, nothing can beat seeing the look on Dominic's face when we met him at the airport. :)
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