Pucon to San Martin de los Andes

I felt like I was in an episode of Pan Am, fancy dressed flight attendants welcomed me, lead me to my seat and carried my bags. I spent most of the 4 hour flight staring at the small digital image of a plane slowly crossing over the ocean into South America and listening to Buena Vista Social Club-my new favorite band

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My seatmate and I didn't get to introductions til close to landing, Luis, a Florida resident on a trip back home to Quito.  His response when i told him my plan was, ¨Wow, really? Where are your parents?¨  I think he temporarily adopted me because he seemed to be alongside me every step through the airport.  I am very thankful, pretty sure i was just in a complete state of shock for the first few hours after landing.  But i made it through immigration and customs w/out a problem and headed by taxi to my hotel, ate a quick dinner and fell asleep.