Yes, it is Day 5. The last day of my 2014 Mexican (Cancun/Playa Del Carmen) vacation. Of course, the weather is beautiful exactly the opposite of the rest of the week. For the most part the sky is beautiful azure and not a threat of rain. But what is a needle in the eye is that we are in a delay. The US Airways flight at the time of check-in (Noon-ish) had not left Philadelphia airport yet. That's a 3 hour flight. The earliest the airship of fools can arrive will be about 4:30 p.m. The earliest we can get back to the states is 7:30 - 8 p.m. And, above it all, I think I'm coming down with a head cold. Why me? Why not, right?
Next time I will have to do more research. Don't go south during hurricane season. Most of the rain we received this week stemmed from a hurricane-like storm in the Gulf on the west side of the Yucatán Peninsula. However, I am really thankful that we didn't travel to Bermuda last week or this week. I'm sure that vacation would have been immediately cancelled and spent in the La-Z-Boy channel surfing.
So, there was an almost American insurrection at the check-in counter at US Airways. This time I was not the instigator. Apparently, there was a group of 9 Americans who were trying to change their flights due to the Philly delay, I guess. But they were doing it at the wrong place. You don't change travel plans at the baggage check-in. Everyone else had their passports, customs paper and boarding passes in hand. They just wanted to unload their bags, go have some good airport lunch and wait it out until the damn plane showed up. These clowns had 3 clerks tied up and for nearly a half hour could not seem to find their heads from the asses, which shouldn't have been so hard to find as the one was up the other.
Other Americans in the line behind us had gotten to the point of frustration to start yelling at these people to step aside and let the rest of us move on. Our turn came next and we were checked-in (within 5 minutes) and got the hell out of there before there was bloodshed.
We are sitting in Starbucks while I type this blog. I think it's time to bid adieu and get some of that great airport fare I was referring to. Tacos! Tacos! Tacos!
Next time I will have to do more research. Don't go south during hurricane season. Most of the rain we received this week stemmed from a hurricane-like storm in the Gulf on the west side of the Yucatán Peninsula. However, I am really thankful that we didn't travel to Bermuda last week or this week. I'm sure that vacation would have been immediately cancelled and spent in the La-Z-Boy channel surfing.
So, there was an almost American insurrection at the check-in counter at US Airways. This time I was not the instigator. Apparently, there was a group of 9 Americans who were trying to change their flights due to the Philly delay, I guess. But they were doing it at the wrong place. You don't change travel plans at the baggage check-in. Everyone else had their passports, customs paper and boarding passes in hand. They just wanted to unload their bags, go have some good airport lunch and wait it out until the damn plane showed up. These clowns had 3 clerks tied up and for nearly a half hour could not seem to find their heads from the asses, which shouldn't have been so hard to find as the one was up the other.
Other Americans in the line behind us had gotten to the point of frustration to start yelling at these people to step aside and let the rest of us move on. Our turn came next and we were checked-in (within 5 minutes) and got the hell out of there before there was bloodshed.
We are sitting in Starbucks while I type this blog. I think it's time to bid adieu and get some of that great airport fare I was referring to. Tacos! Tacos! Tacos!
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