Embarking on a truly ridiculous journey


I sit in the airport in Luxor, Egypt pondering the absolute insanity of the trip I’m beginning.  Nothing quite like a 36+ hour adventure to travel from Luxor to Barcelona, Spain.  It is just across the Mediterranean.  It really isn’t that far.  But I’m crossing the Atlantic Ocean twice – three hours apart – to make the trip.  Yeah, it is crazy.

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Back over the summer Delta offered up a sale for flights to Spain so we bought a couple for the weekend over New Years.  Celebrating in Barcelona seemed like a good idea.  A few months later, we learned that my wife got a few extra vacation days for the time between Christmas and New Years.  Use ‘em or lose ‘em, so we used them.  A quick search of various reward inventory showed Egypt as a destination with premium cabin seats available and a destination where the country doesn’t shutdown over the Christmas period.  Plus, it is a pretty soft introduction to travel in Africa.  We were sold, and the trip was phenomenal.

But we still had to be back in New York City in time for our flight to Spain.  No need to spend any extra time there.  Three hours should be more than enough for an international to international connection.  So we’re off.

We’ve got an 11:10pm flight from Luxor to Cairo followed by a 3:30am flight from Cairo to Istanbul and then a 10:30am flight from Istanbul to New York’s JFK airport.  All in premium seats including the first class suites of the Turkish Air 777-300 wet-leased from Jet Airways.  That should be quite nice.  We follow that up with coach seats on a Delta 767-300ER.  Probably one of the worst long-haul products out there today that crosses the Atlantic (likely still better than a Lufthansa 747-400 in the back), but the price was right.  And there is plenty of potential fun and crazy along the way.  Just the way I like to travel.

Images from Great Circle Mapper

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Seth Miller

I'm Seth, also known as the Wandering Aramean. I was bit by the travel bug 30 years ago and there's no sign of a cure. I fly ~200,000 miles annually; these are my stories. You can connect with me on Twitter, Facebook, LinkedIn and .
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