I'm just a semi-frequent flyer who's been lurking here since the times of the AirDisaster.com's
demise, but I thought I may contribute a bit by posting my experiences on my recent trip from
reports on trips to that small South American country from the
experiences, on American Airlines (which is, as far as I know, the only
their own metal to
= = = = PART 1:
Flight 1
AA # 442, June 09, 2009, scheduled as: SFO (12:50 p.m.) – MIA (6:07 p.m.) on a B767.
(All listed times for this segment are in SFO time.)
I returned a rental car at the airport's remote rental car "hub" at 10:45 a.m., rented a luggage
cart for $4.00 (what a rip-off!) to haul my two suitcases, and took the tram that got me to
Terminal
The check-in line was long but was moving rather quickly. A staff person weighed all check-
in luggage at the beginning of the line (allowing passengers to step aside and reshuffle their
bags' contents if, for example, one of them was overweight) without slowing down the
progress of the other customers who then got to move ahead past the "offending" customer,
which I thought was great.
When I got to the counter, the self-check-in machine could not read my passport. An agent at
the counter had to check me in, and this delayed my processing by a couple of minutes.
While she was helping me, the agent was on a cell phone talking with someone about
some sort of scheduling conflict, and she sounded frustrated with the person on the other end
of the phone but was professionally civilized when she multi-tasked interacting with me.
After clearing security in about 10 minutes, I proceeded to Gate 65 and waited for Group 3 to
be called for boarding (my seat was 30A).
The plane pushed back at 12:48, and a few minutes later the video safety announcement
began, in English. The take-off roll started at 12:58, while the Spanish version of the safety
announcement was still playing (describing the operation of oxygen masks).
At 1:25 they started showing a movie ("New in Town"), which was followed by two
episodes of The Office, then an episode of 30 Rock, followed by other short programs.
Video entertainment was ended at 5:30, but the audio programming continued until right
before touch-down. I thought the entertainment really helped pass the time, and I wished the
few screens that flipped down from the ceiling above the middle row had been larger for
easier viewing from my window seat.
At 1:40, Flight Attendants rolled beverage carts toward the front of the plane, and they didn't
actually get to me to offer a drink until 1:58. I had a soda (it's still free!)

picking up from this service, they offered a second round of drinks. Then, at 3:56, FAs
offered water, and at 4:50 they started yet another round of drink service.
The FAs were friendly throughout the flight. Overall, I think they did a great job, especially
given that the flight was very full.
The flight was smooth until 4:35, when a very light chop started, and remained until pretty
much the end of the flight. The pilots maneuvered around some impressive storms. I took
this picture of a huge cloud that periodically lit up from the inside with lightening.
We touched down at 5:50, and parked at gate D40 at 6:01. I adjusted my watch: it was 9:01
p.m. in MIA time. A 10-minute walk got me to the departure gate for my following flight.
+++++++++++++++++++++
Flight 2
AA # 943, June 09, 2009, scheduled as: MIA (11:20 p.m.) – EZE (8:00 a.m. the next day) on
a B777.
(All listed times for this segment are in MIA time.)
I passed the (approx.) 2-hour wait reading a book while sitting near the boarding area, which
was packed, and at 10:50 p.m. I was already on my seat (37A). I immediately noticed the
larger seat-width and leg-room compared to the previous flight, and was also happy to find
that the space between the leg of the seat in front of me, and the cabin wall, was large enough
for me to place my left foot in the space in-between, and there was no equipment box under
the seat to limit the space for my right foot. In essence, by comparison with the 767, in this
777 I felt as if I had been bumped up to Economy Plus.

At 11:20 a pilot announced a 10-minute hold to wait for a connecting flight that was coming
in from LAX. We pushed back from the gate at 11:40 and the take-off roll started at 11:52.
Almost one hour into the flight the FAs served a dinner with a choice between two entrees
(chicken or pasta). I picked the chicken option, and was given a dish containing a chicken
breast, green beans, and mashed potatoes (all quite hot and tasty), in addition to a small green
salad, a tiny dinner roll, butter, cheese, a small water bottle, and two small sweet cookies.
The dinner trays were picked up at 1:05 a.m. with a coffee/tea service offered immediately
afterwards.
After dinner, I reclined my seat and once again was happily surprised to find that the recline
was much greater than on the 767 (so much so that I actually managed to catch some sleep,
which is a rare achievement for me during flight). Also, unlike on the 767, I enjoyed having
the ability to adjust my own air vent, and control the videos, movies, and/or the flight-map on
the screen on the seat-back in front of me. I kicked back playing Tetris for quite a while.
A breakfast was served at 7:05, and picked up at 7:25. It consisted of a warm croissant,
butter, strawberry jam, orange juice, yogurt, and a drink of your choice (the coffee I got
was a nice picker-upper!).
We touched down at EZE at 7:51 a.m., and arrived at the gate at 7:56. I adjusted my watch: it
was 8:56 a.m., June 10, in EZE time.
Overall, this flight was quite enjoyable, even for an 8 and ½ trip in Economy Class. The FAs
were attentive, the flight was smooth, and the meal service was okay and still free --a short
while back I had read on the AA website that they were expanding their buy-on-board
scheme for meals on flights to/from
didn't last very long.

Before we could de-plane, we had to wear face masks (which were handed out as we walked
through Business Class towards the exit door), and then complete a "health" form to assist
with preventing the propagation of the Swine Flu. { Pics 3 & 4 attached }
Upon exiting the jetway, we had to stand, one passenger at a time, in front of a camera-
looking device that was used to scan our body temperature.
Passengers in transit were directed through a security check-point where I was forced to
"throw away" many double-A batteries I was planning on using during my stay in
(these batteries were not a problem for SFO's TSA screeners). Then I had to walk for quite a
while to get to the gate for the connecting, continuing flight to MVD that would depart three
hours later.
While I was sitting by the boarding area, I could overhear GOL agents for a flight that had
just boarded (flight 7457, to
not they needed to change the seating arrangements of two passengers in order to comply
with weight balance requirements. The GOL plane was a 737, and I was surprised that two
passengers could make such a difference in terms of weight balance in such an airplane.
Almost one hour before my last flight segment, I decided to investigate why there was so
little activity (few passengers, no agents) at the boarding area. I found on a video screen that
the boarding gate had changed, even though this change was not announced over speakers.
Getting to the new gate required another long walk, some of it through areas dense with
cigarette smoke. Prior to letting us into the boarding area, we were told that once we went in,
we would not be allowed to go back to the area where the shops and food centers were, but
we would have a restroom available at the boarding area.
+++++++++++++++++++++++
Flight 3
AA # 943, June 10, 2009, scheduled as: EZE (12:00 p.m.) – MVD (12:55 p.m.) on a B767.
(All listed times for this segment are in EZE time, which is the same as MVD time.)
When we were finally ready to board, at 12:38 p.m., we had to go through a hand-search of
our carry-on. I found this a bit annoying, because we had been screened already to enter the
gate areas when we arrived, and the flight was already running late. (My boarding card
indicated that boarding would start at 11:15 a.m.)
I made it quickly to my seat (34A) and was surprised to find that there seemed to be no more
than 40 people in the entire Economy Class section. While we were still on the ground, an
FA handed out a 200 ml. carton of orange juice and a
shortly thereafter another FA collected the trash.
We pulled back from the gate at 1:04, and a couple of minutes later there was a strong
breaking action. A pilot came on the speakers and explained that he had to break like that
because the air traffic controller cleared him through a runway that, as it turned out, was
being used by another, landing aircraft.
The take-off roll finally commenced at 1:18. While in flight, we were given an immigration
form to fill out and have ready to present to immigration agents upon arrival. We touched
down at MVD at 1:49, and the plane was parked at 1:52. We had to walk down stairs to the
tarmac, where we boarded a bus that took us to the terminal. When we walked in, the
immigration agents were walking briskly towards their (unattended) stations. While we were
in line to go through passport inspection, we were given another form to fill out by an agent
who rushed through the line of waiting passengers, only to have another agent walk down the
line and take these forms back saying that this form was no longer necessary, yelling this
information to her fellow agent who was still handing out the forms further ahead.
Our carry-on was x-rayed on our way to the customs inspection area. Before we could get to
that area, though, we had to walk through a gift-shop that was densely inundated with the
scent of various perfumes. It was just bothersome to me, but I'm sure someone with chemical
sensitivities would have a severe problem with this little trek through the shop.
At the customs area we were told that "the people on the plane" had forgotten to give us
another form we had to turn in. (This was *not* the form we were briefly given at the
immigration line). Although we were a relatively small number of passengers, the customs
area became rather hilariously clogged up with people franticly trying to fill out this form
(which was about agricultural items we might be bringing in). After a 20-hour trip, I was too
tired to care, but a few of my fellow passengers were very verbal about their thoughts on the
lack of organization that was quite apparent at MVD airport. J When I finally got to the
front of the line, I handed in the form to a rushed agent who pointed me to a line that sent me
directly out and into the airport's open area; my luggage was never checked by a customs
agent, so I figured, right there, by bypassing such inspection, I gained back the time I spent
filling out the last-minute agriculture form.
Thanks for reading, and happy flying,
-TFS
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