we got up early on Sunday (do you see a pattern here) in preparation for our drive back to cancun and the flight to oaxaca, via mexico city. as always we`re looked after by lou and moe . . . despite the hour, breakfast of fruit, yogurt and granola (as requested) is waiting in the fridge for us to help ourselves. we arrived in cancun in plenty of time as planned; our flight was scheduled to leave at 9:55am. so, even after returning the rental car, we made it through security with the other 500 or so folks leaving paradise and heading back home on one or another charter flight, we still had about 25 minutes before our departure. we figured it was a good idea to visit the banos and maybe pick up a coffee for the flight. now I want you to remember . . . we are in MEXICO . . . don`t forget that detail . . . . `cause at 9:30 we were running to catch our plane as it was already loading and we`re almost the last to board . . . and the flight time was still 9:55am. not leaving late, not manyana, we’re leaving early . . . are these people on drugs?
so you know when you catch a flight in canada and they do the announcements first in english and then in our second official language . . . you know the one spoken in about 4 countries in the world? and you’re wishing they would just stop the noise. sometimes, you even look around to see if there are any frenchman aboard listening . . . no? well i think like that sometimes. so, we are on a domestic flight in mexico and what do we hear? the announcements . . . first in spanish, and then english, surprise! well i’m sitting there trying not to look like the gringo i obviously am, ‘cause i just know all the mexicans onboard are cursing me as the reason they have to hear the stupid announcement twice. and while i’m on the topic: do you think there is anyone on the planet . . . anyone, who doesn’t know how to fasten a seat belt? sheesh!
so then the pilot comes on and welcomes everyone on board and then HE does it in english too. he tells us to sit back, relax and have a sleep and if we can’t sleep he will sing us a lullaby. ha-ha and i’m wondering if we have pilots or poets up front. the service is the same as every other flight though . . . you get a cold coffee and a cookie . . . mmm, my mouth is watering as i speak, lol.
flying into mexico city is pretty neat, if you haven’t done it. the city is huge, so big in fact that you can see city everywhere you look, it was a bit overcast, but a real sight non the less. then the pilot comes on and thanks us for flying with aeromexico, and that he will ‘mees’ us a lot.
now, what was that part about remembering we’re in mexico? . . . well stay tuned. we not only left right on time (might have boarded early, but we sat on the runway for a spell) . . . we arrive 25 minutes early! only to be delivered to the same terminal from where our next flight is to depart, one short hour away . . . and immediately upon exiting the plane and before we enter the main building we are herded in line again to be subjected to the same security check that we just went through getting on this flight. does that make any sense?? where were we supposed to have picked up any contraband or terrorist paraphernalia? oh well, it filled the time and left only a few minutes of sitting, waiting to board again. everything is smooth on the journey to oaxaca and we arrive in the early afternoon to a bright, sunny day.
we are staying in the centre of oaxaca city, right in the historical district and it is beautiful.!! lots of gorgeous old buildings and churches, many painted in bright colors and i can’t wait to tell you about it but right now i feel a cervesa break and perhaps a nap . . . these early mornings are killing me!
so you know when you catch a flight in canada and they do the announcements first in english and then in our second official language . . . you know the one spoken in about 4 countries in the world? and you’re wishing they would just stop the noise. sometimes, you even look around to see if there are any frenchman aboard listening . . . no? well i think like that sometimes. so, we are on a domestic flight in mexico and what do we hear? the announcements . . . first in spanish, and then english, surprise! well i’m sitting there trying not to look like the gringo i obviously am, ‘cause i just know all the mexicans onboard are cursing me as the reason they have to hear the stupid announcement twice. and while i’m on the topic: do you think there is anyone on the planet . . . anyone, who doesn’t know how to fasten a seat belt? sheesh!
so then the pilot comes on and welcomes everyone on board and then HE does it in english too. he tells us to sit back, relax and have a sleep and if we can’t sleep he will sing us a lullaby. ha-ha and i’m wondering if we have pilots or poets up front. the service is the same as every other flight though . . . you get a cold coffee and a cookie . . . mmm, my mouth is watering as i speak, lol.
flying into mexico city is pretty neat, if you haven’t done it. the city is huge, so big in fact that you can see city everywhere you look, it was a bit overcast, but a real sight non the less. then the pilot comes on and thanks us for flying with aeromexico, and that he will ‘mees’ us a lot.
now, what was that part about remembering we’re in mexico? . . . well stay tuned. we not only left right on time (might have boarded early, but we sat on the runway for a spell) . . . we arrive 25 minutes early! only to be delivered to the same terminal from where our next flight is to depart, one short hour away . . . and immediately upon exiting the plane and before we enter the main building we are herded in line again to be subjected to the same security check that we just went through getting on this flight. does that make any sense?? where were we supposed to have picked up any contraband or terrorist paraphernalia? oh well, it filled the time and left only a few minutes of sitting, waiting to board again. everything is smooth on the journey to oaxaca and we arrive in the early afternoon to a bright, sunny day.
we are staying in the centre of oaxaca city, right in the historical district and it is beautiful.!! lots of gorgeous old buildings and churches, many painted in bright colors and i can’t wait to tell you about it but right now i feel a cervesa break and perhaps a nap . . . these early mornings are killing me!
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