Day 2 Jan 15
Ah, dreary old Manhattan. After getting two passport photos for our visa, and one very sour look from a traffic cop telling me to move along while I was parked on a corner, we got to the right building to submit our paperwork. Big ups to our man Charles that took care of us and got us in ahead of the line and we proceeded to submit our passports, paperwork and $113.00 for Conference Visas. We headed back to the consulate that night to see if everything got approved and had a very entertaining trip on the E train that was highlighted by a Subway Preacher on our train who spoke little to absolutely NO english (good times!) and an adorable singing two year old named Cheyenne. Everything got straightened out, we were given our visas and we were back on schedule, albeit a day late. We called the airline and our girl Soribel took care of us and got us on the flight, even getting us exit rows, much needed accomodations for a 12+ hour flight.
(OK, here's a little plug- Qatar Airways absolutely crushes international flights. Every person at the desk that we encountered on our two trips to the airport was uber friendly, extremely helpful and very accomodating. Add that to the endless amounts of entertainment on the flight (movies, tv shows, video games, music- I slept to the Star Wars soundtrack just like when I was a kid) and actually palatable food and the 12 hours flew by (no pun intended). It was quite enjoyable. Some US airlines could learn a thing or two, or three.)
Since our flight left at 10:40pm, there's not much else to Day 2 except Mark and finding out our exit row seats had foot rests and our personal TV screens lifted up from arm rest. Yeah baby!
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