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so. cancun = fabulous. flight back = he!!.
let me explain. the day we were to leave, we got up, went to the pool. it was marvelous. we didn't need to leave for the airport until 11. our friends packed some lunch at the resort for the airport. thomas and i decided to buy lunch there. oops. our mistake.
did you know that one sandwich, half a wrap and a can of dr. pepper costs $18 in the cancun airport? did you? neither did i until i got to the cash register to pay. prices aren't listed. not in pesos. not in dollars. yep. $18.
well. we obviously made it to the airport. our flight wasn't scheduled to leave until 2. of course, it was delayed by 30 minutes. in the mean time, we amused ourselves by watching the "security" check for liquids on all boarding passengers. this involved "security" pocketing all beverages that they wanted. literally, pocketing a red bull. and getting out the plastic bag for the unopened beverages. i guess i shouldn't complain that they are recycling and not throwing out perfectly good drinks, but to do it in front of us. that was truly priceless.
at 230ish, we finally got to board the plane. how lovely. somehow, thomas and i finagled getting moved to the exit row. i, of course, was next to the obnoxious woman. you know the one. the "second wife" who is really LOUD and OBNOXIOUS. and it is ALL too obvious that she was the one who got him through the mid-life crisis 20 years earlier. yeah. her. i was next to her.
we taxi. and then we stop. 30 minutes later, the captain says there is a problem and he has to reboot the plane. 30 minutes later, he says it's ok. 10 minutes later he says it is a problem again. 30 minutes later, they find someone to taxi us back to the gate. 1 hour later the problem is fixed. 30 minutes later we are informed we can't go anywhere because the flight attendants are over their hours (which we learned they can agree to forgo, but in this case, opted to stand their ground. good for them). 1 hour later they still don't know what to do with us, if they are going to try to get us to the states, if we are staying in cancun. after 5 hours on the plane, that went nowhere, we were going to stay in cancun one more night.
1 more hour though to wait for luggage. during that time, our friend rebooked our fight to an 8am flight the next day. why you ask? because that flight would go nowhere until 2pm the next day. yep. oh, did i tell you we drank all the supplies on the flight? yep. all american flights to cancun come catered for the flight down and back.
1 hour to find out about our hotel arrangements. 1 hour to get to the hotel. then 30 minutes to get a hotel room which was a nightmare. you have no idea. only to get up at 445 in the morning to catch our flight back.
moral of the story. sometimes it is worth all the flight misery. the following day, we flew business class.
Hey, watch what you say about second wives. If all goes well, I'll be one someday...
Second wife? hmmm, very interesting ... I don't want to out anyone ... but "second wife" ... VERY interesting.
for the record, i am a second wife. yes, he was married before.
but let me say that their are two kinds of "second wives." the first, you can't tell. they act like normal and most people are shocked to find out he was married before.
then there is the other kind. the kind that is brassy, loud, crass, more than likely picked up in a bar, has no confidence and makes up for it with obnoxious comments. as stated before, she got him through the mid-life crisis the first wife couldn't.
leah, i have a feeling you'd be the former, not the latter.