Time in airports and the luggage quandary

It really shouldn’t take 31 hours to travel from Stuttgart, Germany to Mendoza, Argentina. And two large pieces of luggage should not be required for a single person. Furthermore, seasoned travelers should not make novice mistakes. So the fact that I sit here with way too much luggage, no storage or early check-in options – thus sitting out my long 7 hour layover in a no-frills local airport rather than cruising around Buenos Aires – is completely irrational. And all too real.

How man times have I vowed to learn (remember Tanzania, Jill?). layover And the last trip to Brazil seemed to prove that I had, indeed, conquered the disease of overpacking (one carry-on trolly for a 3 week trip). So what exactly went wrong this time!? It looks like I’m carrying gear for a group. Which makes negotiating the crowded airport and finding reasonable locations to “park” quite a challenge.  Then there’s the small issue of using the restrooms – a definite no-go with the big bags.  And I’m fairly certain that whipping out my funnel and bottle here in the waiting area would cause a bit of consternation if not downright alarm. So I’ll stay away from that.

It’s a beautiful day in Buenos Aires, by the way. We drove right through the center of town to get from the international to the local airport, allowing a glimpse of the Pink House and driving directly past the Obelisk.  Just out the windows from my current seat, the view is of the Rio de la Plata – the river separating Argentina and Uruguay. Whereby it’s hard to comprehend that the bubbling, brewing cauldron is a river – with a width of over to 200km at it’s widest point.  Unable to see the other side, the entire horizon is comprised of roiling brown water, the bank lined with people fishing in the sun. Two more hours until I can check in, then it’s along this waterway I’ll walk to get some sun myself before the final leg of today’s journey. And hopefully those few moments of freedom will also curb the self-berating about undisciplined final packing. At least until I pick up the luggage again in Mendoza!

Rio de la Plata – by the time I got outside in the afternoon, the water had calmed down and was a bit less impression than with the morning waves
eating lunch with the locals – a “Lomo” from a street side grill
Laying in some chairs waiting for boarding, the view out to B.A.

6 thoughts on “Time in airports and the luggage quandary

  1. Jill

    Ha!! I was totally thinking of our trip to Tanzania – both the having to wait with all our luggage and the overpacking. Also, when we had to consolidate into the much smaller bags supplied by our guide for the Inca trail. Good thing you are so good at repacking!


    1. Hey Jill, I think I’m already up to at least 5 re-packings this trip, and it’s barely gotten started. It will be a little easier than Kili since some stuff stays at base camp once we get there. At least not EVERYTHING has to be packed up each day.


    1. Some stays at hotel in mendoza (all my non-mountain clothes and toiletries), one small bag at hostel to have a clean shirt to put on when we cone off the mountain. The rest goes with, on the mules to basecamp and everything needed above badecamp, on my back.


  2. Juli

    Well, you probably need some weird things to make it up a giant mountain! Right??? Hope the check in opens soon! And you don’t wet your pants 😉 Can’t you use a handicap bathroom stall? Your luggage better be able to fit in there. You really need a travel partner.


    1. You are right, just my double boots, approach shoes, sticks, sleeping bag and pads, 3 nalgene and 1 thermos bottle, 36 power bar-things and 4 pairs of gloves pretty much fills one big bag!


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