We arrived in Panama City last night around 9PM tonight. I had a flight from SFO -> ATL, then ATL -> PFN. The flights were pretty uneventful, except for the short pond hop from Atlanta to Panama City. Long story short, there were a couple of foreigners on the flight (who are both here for the ironman), sitting in seats 10C and 10D. Only problem is my ticket is 10D. So I get to my seat, and they act like nothing is wrong that they're sitting together, even though it's not their seat. In my infinite kindness, I say OK, and proceed to ask where their seats are. One guy says 9D and the other 7C. So NEITHER of them were in the right row. I let that pass to, and turns out 9D is only left open seat. When I get to the seat, there sat a guy who probably should've been required to pay for both (saying this in the nicest way possible). So I squeeze into my seat, then instantly get squished to the window by my neighbor. At least it's only a 1 hour flight i tell myself...We get to the Panama City airport, and it's tiny. Meet up w/ dad, airline lost his golf clubs, the usual. Also see a bunch of other ironman people wandering around, and they said the airlines have been behind on the big luggage cause of all the people shipping bikes. So we grab the car, and dad will go back tomorrow to get the clubs.
Then Met up w/ P at the hotel, and after a little trouble getting to the room, we finally get up and get settled in. Will have some pictures tomorrow.
Time to hit the sack and get ready for the adventure known as registration tomorrow!
PS - Currently listening to Beach Boys "wouldn't it be nice" ;)
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