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Thursday, November 03, 2005

Florida, baby [1 - arrival]

Getting the upgrades without asking..

Thanks to the Delta female attendant (who asked me if I wanted the window seats on overbooked flight(s)) I could get these and a few more nice sunset pictures over the tropical ocean/ islands/sky.

Nice development at the rental car company too, where Bianca liked my last name and upgraded 3 classes my already priced at about 50% less than the current rental market economy vehicle (they had plenty of compacts and intermediates on the lot..).
She asked me if I wanted the Jeep with removable top, I declined after learning it will cost me $/day but she said I was getting it anyway.
"don’t forget to get that top down, and enjoy your trip." “I’d certainly do, and think of you while at it”, I promised.
PS: my soul crunched at the thought of driving a SUV, so with the risk of hurting Bianca’s feelings to whom obviously that white Jeep meant a lot, I last minute changed it on the parking lot for another car.
Still thought sometimes of Bianca though, along the trip.










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