We reached Atlanta at around 10.30 on the 3rd of feb but found out that we had missed our connecting flight to Saint Louis because of the delay in departure from Mumbai. No problem. We just decided to take the next flight leaving at 1.30 and spent time exploring the airport. 

The airpot at Atlanta is huge!! Bigger than any that I have seen atleast. And it was filled with people but it did not feel crowded. 10.30 to 1.30 might seem a long time but we never realised how time went. 

3rd jan 2009

  So we started on journey to USA on the 3rd of january. I don't know exactly what I was feeling. I think I wasn't feeling anything. The journey from my home to Mumbai International Airport itself was very calm and serene. We met up with Chande (henceforth to be known as uncle) at the airport. We were 3 hrs before time of departure so we proceeded through security at a leasurely pace. After check in we found that our flight was delayed. Really delayed ..... by 2hrs 30mins. Man ... were we pissed!! We had to have our dinner at the airport. I tucked into my two sumptious kentucky's southern fried chicken burgers while my dad had chinese and uncle had some Indian food. The wait for the flight wasn't THAT boring. Mainly we survived to get bored another day.

Here We Go !!!!

 I am a travel afficiando.No doubt about it . I love to visit new places, eat different kinds of foods, having new experiences and the lot that comes with globe trotting. The only problem is that I have never really been "out travelling" per say. Yeah sure  have been to the ocasional hillstation near home, been to Darjeeling once. But these never turned out to be a great source of the "nouvelle experience" that I expected out of these.

    So when my father suggested that I accompany him on his visit to his US head office whose regional business in India he handles, I was more than happy to agree. Not that I expected the trip to be great one owing to my father being "handicapped" on the subject of "having fun". Its really sad and my heart feels for him but all my attempts to heal him have met with sharp cynicism on his part. I still hold on to hope. Anyways I knew I would still have fun on my own. So our travel plans were made. Seats on the delta flight leaving at 12.30 on the 3rd of february of 2009 from Mumbai International Airportwere booked. On our trip we were being accompanied by one of my father's colleagues and family friend, Chande.