We had breakfast in the morning at 7:30am, with everyone gathered around. Outside it was cloudy but not raining, though the wind was definitely blowing. Arturo and Mark were going to the airport at 10:30, Joe was going to Palma to pick up his wife, rent a car, and explore Mallorca for a couple more days before flying to Seville, and Stephan, Rosie, Otto, and Benjamin were headed home directly to Munich.
Our own flight wasn’t until 8:00pm, so we had all day. After breakfast, we packed Boen’s bike, which was in a cardboard box. We removed the front wheel, jammed in the fork stiffener, removed the rear derailleur and duct taped it to the frame. We then removed the handlebar from the faceplated stem, and then dropped the entire bike like that into the box, and then piled in all the padding we had brought with us from the US. I extracted all the duct tape I needed, then dropped the remainder of the roll into the box. We then taped up the box and put wheels at the bottom and rolled it back into the bike storage area.
That gave us plenty of time to get back to the hotel room, wash our hands, and pack and then check out of the hotel. We were all done by 10:00am, just in time to see Arturo and Mark off—their taxi had arrived early!
We took the bus to Alcudia, and this time found the city wall where we could walk on it—like a mini Girona! It was windy and we started feeling raindrops, but that did not stop the continuous stream of cyclists on the main road which we spotted as the bus drove us to Alcudia. I reflected later that given the large number of cyclists from England the rain might just be a familiar thing for them to ride through!
We ate lunch at a relatively new restaurant (one that had just opened 2 weeks earlier), which had good sandwiches and empanadas, and on the way back to the bus stop spotted a Japanese restaurant ran by Chinese people. It wasn’t very good though!
Back at the hotel, we said goodbye to Stephan and family. Arturo had texted us that the left luggage at the Palma airport was under construction so there was absolutely no point getting to the airport earlier—we wouldn’t be able to explore Palma unless we were willing to lug our bike boxes around!
Our bus arrived promptly at 5:00pm, and we loaded up the boxes in the rain. The drive to the airport went without a hitch, though we did get a text notification that our plane was 15 minutes delayed. At the airport, we easily got carts that could handle the bike boxes and wheeled them to the SAS counter. We were informed that our bikes would be checked all the way to San Francisco (awesome!) and we wouldn’t have to retrieve them for our overnight layover in Copenhagen.
Unlike in San Francisco, however, where the staff just took our bike boxes, we had to manually cart them over to the oversized luggage area, where we gave them over and then we could clear security and have dinner.
The flight went without a hitch and once in Copenhagen I was impressed by how we could get to the Comfort Hotel at the airport without stepping outside (a big feature because it was 11:00pm by the time we landed!)
The next morning, we woke up to a fantastic breakfast. The
place was so good that it was quite clear that a business meeting was happening
next to us. After that, we had time to visit downtown Copenhagen and visit the
famous street where Hans Christian Anderson lived. What was annoying was that
there was an app to automatically pay for public transit on my phone, but the
settings on the app was not sticky, so even though I’d paid for Xiaoqin on the
way downtown, on the way back to the airport that setting got unset so when the
ticket inspector came he gave us a ticket.
Back at the Comfort Hotel I had time to file an electronic appeal, and then we checked out of the airport and went through the airport to find our gate. We had to clear the passport control. The Euro-wide EES was fully implemented as of April 10th, but to my surprise at 10:30am there was no one at the passport control for our gates. The lines piled up but eventually people showed up and we gave our facial recognition biometrics at which point the passport officer told us they would no longer stamp our passport.
Unlike every other international airport, Copenhagen’s waiting area for international flights did not have duty free shops! So we could not even buy any treats for folks back home. The flight back home was relatively easy, with only a slight scare when an airline representative came to the baggage claim area to tell us that all our bikes were lost. There were quite a number of Europeans who’d travelled to the USA just for the Sea Otter Classic so this was a big disappointment but to our surprise the oversized conveyer belt fired up and all the boxes started showing up including our bikes!
Boen’s bike was in horrid shape with TSA obviously having
opened the box and not bothered to try to tape it shut, but when we got home we
discovered everything was undamaged and even the leftover roll of duct tape had
made it back!
Steve Wang gave us a ride home and we were all done!
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