The dictionary says Spanish for opportunity or chance.
It was also shamelessly appropriated by my husband to brand a day out in Madrid after we’d been stuck due to the UK air traffic issues.
What was going to be a two hour stop-over turned into an exercise in patience as no one really knew what was going on. Bags had to be reclaimed (or at least those that could be found) and queues queued in while determining which queue was the right one to obtain some information, while simultaneously checking websites and phone lines.
We waited with bated breathe when the latter changed from not connecting at all to a recorded message saying they were experiencing high call volumes… and to try back later!
It was also one of those moments when you appreciate how much the kids had grown up as we all managed to keep it together with minimal moaning. Obviously, aided by Wi-Fi, enabling fairly unlimited access to devices (with the only potential panic while a charging point was found), and a promise of McDonalds.
The next morning, my husband tried to convince the kids that having longer in Madrid was a great opportunity to explore and hang out with him. It was a hard sell until they realised that this included some shopping and the Lego store… and me taking one for the team and rejoining the queue after being informed by the hotel that there was no room at the inn unless we were picking up the tab directly… and the transfer to the airport was leaving in 2 minutes!
However, there was no complaining when the “oportunidad” was cut short as a flight was found departing in a few hours. It was a wee bit tense as they diverted to the hotel, grabbed the bags, and made it to the airport… to discover that they hadn’t had lunch.
Luckily, an emergency Kit Kat during check-in and a refuelling stop after security meant we all made it.
I haven’t seen as much excitement to land into a rainy, grey, cold England day… ever!
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