Hi guys, I'm back! We had a great time but are glad to be back in the good old USA. For those that missed the first post; Myself, my wife, and my aunt & uncle went on a two city trip to South America- Buenos Aries, Argentina and Santiago, Chile. We left for B.A. on the 6th, flew to Santiago on the 12, and got back to Atlanta on the 16. Details and pictures to follow. Here's a quick funny for now. Although we flew Delta for the long flights, on the short hop from B.A. to Santiago we took Aerolineas Argentinas. Its the national carrier of Argentina and we are going to be flying over the Andies, so I figure its worth the extra $10 a ticket. (You guys remember the move "Alive" where the plane crashes and the passengers who lived have to eat the others? They were in route to this airport. This place has had other issues, too. Just Google the airport code, SCL.) Anyway, my trust may have been a little misplaced. We get onto the airplane and luckily I got an exit row seat and get to stretch my legs out. As we are on roll out the sun is shining across the wing and I notice six shadows behind screws on the leading edge of an access panel on the wing pylon. This, of course, means they are loose- very loose. What worries me even more is that if the screws are loose then some sort of maintenance was was done, or should have been done, inside that panel. After noticing this I ask my wife "Do you want to go or take a delay?" She says "What! Why?". I show her and she freaks a little, but we are already moving now. About that time we have some good speed and she says "It doesn't look so bad now" and I add "That is because its about to come off." After I reassure her that its just a cover and won't hurt anything if we loose it, I am left to wonder what is going on inside the panel. I tell myself "You've got to trust the guys who did the work, or you will never be able to relax. I was fine until we started to cross the Andies. Thank God it all worked out ok. When we landed it was time for my best Spanish, so I didn't look like a nut job. I asked the head Flight Attendant if it was possible to speak to the Captain. I then told him, again in my crappy Spanish, about the situation and gave him a drawing I sketched, just in case my "tourist spanish" didn't get the point across. He told me he understood and thanked me, which I thought was nice (the thank you that is, some pilots are pricks). I've got some good pics of the mountains that I took out the window. I'll post them in the AM.