After today’s flight from Stuttgart (leaving at 11 a.m. German time, that’s 4 a.m. Kansas time)  to Atlanta (arrive 3:20 p.m. – 2:20 p.m. Kansas time) which makes this flight almost 10 and a half hours long, I have revised my high opinion of Delta’s feeding strategies: on our transatlantic flight two weeks ago we were inundated with food practically around the clock. Not so this time. If my math is correct, and it may not be, considering how tired I am, I think they fed us lunch approximately an hour or two into the flight, and then a small pizza snack about an hour before we landed. That’s about eight hours without food, unless you count the small thing of ice cream more than halfway through the flight. There was water but no snack offered in between. Mark and I were starving and actually went up to a flight attendant to ask for at least some peanuts. 

We chuckled once we had the pizza on our trays: in our two weeks in Europe, one week of which we spent in Italy, this was the first time we had pizza. – Of course, contrary to what I said in an earlier posting, Suedtirol, while it is bi-lingual, is not truly bi-cultural; it is much more Austrian than Italian, it is Austrian under the political rule of Italy.

Fortunately for our aching stomachs, food in the Atlanta airport is plentiful and surprisingly good, so we were able to appease our stomachs once we had landed, gone through passport check, baggage claim, customs, baggage re-check, security, and found our gate (which by then had changed twice from the initial one).