Friday, December 01, 2006

The flight to Cancun

Well this was fun. In the fun to look back meaning of the word 'fun'. I stayed at Jo's (Ryan's Mrs) on the night before I left (and we played Hockey, and I fell over, but that's a different story altogether). The reason for doing this was so I would not be late for the flight. This plan failed, and I was the last on to the plane. In addition, Delta and STA had jointly failed to warn me of the US 'stupid visa' policy which meant that I had to get a 90 day visa for the states because I was in transit there, and because I couldn't prove I was going outside of Mexico (the US claim Mexico as theirs as far as the visa is concerned) I couldn't have a return flight for the 28th Feb. So I then had to pay $150 to change my ticket so come home on the 28th Feb! This annoyed me and I let them know so!

Anyway, that behind me and my tail was soon wagging again (as in a happy dog, not an angry cat) as the plane took off over grey old England. I tried to get some conversation going with the woman next to me but she seemed to be on a completely different time zone to me, and suddenly became chatty as I decided to dose off. All in all the flight was good, and I watched a couple of films, including My Super ExGirlfriend or something like that, which made me laugh much more than it should have done.

Atlanta was a pretty painless stop over with just one incident of note: I queued to reclaim my bag and re-check it which never turned up, with time running out I realised that the bad was being checked through for me, disaster averted I tucked into a 'Babe Ruth' chocolate bar and wondered what the cast of The Goonies was upto at that exact moment.

The final flight to Cancun was fine again and I scrambled through the masses of Americans who were off to their big five star hotels and borded a local bus to town. Town was pretty dead and after a brief 'stalk' about town I found some fellow backpackers on the roof of 'Mexico Backpackers' and consumed lots of Cerveca to keep me occupied until 12 (6am UK) to 'acclimatise'.

So I'm here! Bueno, more soon. Rus

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