|SAFFRON FINCHES in the grass outside the airport terminal|
Our cab pulled over into a parking lot, along with 30 other vehicles and we waited. While we waited, Kim got on the phone, called our airline, and very patiently and coolly rescheduled our flights for the next afternoon with no penalties and then got us a room for the night at the Holiday Inn in Piarco where started the vacation. Better to have a screw-up at the end of a vacation then the beginning. We eventually got to Trinidad, but much too late to make our flight.
The next day we got to the airport around 11:30, checked our bags, then took a walk to see if the local food court offered anything better than Subway and KFC. One look around and I told Shari I didn't trust any of that food. On the way back into the terminal, in a grassy patch along the sidewalk, with a few grackles and Ruddy Ground Doves, Shari spotted a couple of yellow birds, which I knew immediately were SAFFRON FINCHES. I had in mind that when Greg was there last year, he told me they were his first birds on the island; for us they were our final lifers, number 134 and 171st species of the trip.