This is how it all begins

Y así empezamos, aeropuerto Ezeiza a las 17 con destino a Miami donde hicimos conexión con Boston.... Bueno, no todos...

The flight to Miami was really chill. We weren't all toghether,  everyone on his own. Some were listening to music, others watching movies and others were just taking a nap.

Tuvimos dos comidas, cena (cerdo o pasta) y desayuno. Ambas estaban bastante bien. Para las 4 am de miami o 6 am de bs as llegamos al MIA (Miami International Airport). Y tuvimos nuestro primer inconveniente.

When we had just arrived we had to go through migrations. As Alejandro and Tomi have the spanish passport they went one way and the rest of us went another. The first problem was  the smallest one, Tomi lost his boarding ticket (as expected) and had a few troubles with  all the migration staff. Nothing serious.

Por el otro lado, los 8 restantes tuvimos que hacer una larga fila así que, nos reímos un poco y solo esperamos. Fuimos pasando uno tras otro, siempre intentando tener a algún amigo atrás, después nos encontrábamos en la cinta buscando nuestras valijas.

Time passed by and we were all toghether with our bags or we thought so... When we verified if everybody was there, we realized we weren't. Guess who was missing? For our surprise, it was not Tomi, so everyone who had voted  him in the poll lost.

Esperamos un buen rato a nuestro amigo pero seguridad no nos decía dónde estaba, ni nos dejaba ir a buscarlo. Si seguíamos esperando íbamos a perder el avión a Boston.... Desde donde estamos escribiendo.

So, we had to make a decision, we couldn't left our friend back. We investigated a little and we were told that our mate could spend hours trying to pass migrations. Our chaperone, Alejandro decided to stay there waiting for him and we (the 8 left) continued our way to this flight.

Entonces... Adivinen quien se perdió? Quien tuvo problemas migrando? Quien mas, aparte de Alejandro, perdió el vuelo?