We’re in the departure area of the airport in Montevideo, Uruguay, waiting for our flight to Miami, which should board within the hour. The security checkpoint seems to have been handled by the Air Force. It was mostly young men who appeared to have a sense of humor. The woman at the immigration desk gave my passport its sixth barely legible stamp in two weeks.
I asked about a business class upgrade on this flight, but the cabin is full. We’ll have window and aisle seats in coach on this flight.