I missed my flight. I worked weeks to find the perfect flight and time to arrive. Window seats, short flights, perfect arrival time... And then I missed my flight. (Okay, but it was on the ground and I was at the airport, so grrr.) So basically I got up at 3:50 this morning so that I could go the airport, run around to different concourses crying my head off trying to figure out how to get there, leave the airport unsatisfied and come home and sleep. That's my idea of how to start a perfect vacation. Well, now instead of flying through Denver to Cancun, I'll be flying Denver, LA, DC, Cancun.... All night long. And a window seat? I hardly think so. There goes my extra night of sunsets, being with my best friend, settling in before sight-seeing...
But you know what? At least I get to be there. My $2000 will not have been spent completely in vain. Extra adventures so far have included calling MCI to add international calling (they're located in the Philippines?!) so that I then could call the Iberostar to say please, please, let my party know I won't be there today. I attempted no spanish on this call. Once you attempt spanish, they take off at a million miles an hour and you're lucky to pick out one word! Easier in person, but on the phone? Anyway, after about 8 minutes, we figured it out. I hope. I can only hope.
And now, I'm off to the airport to try this again. Life is so... not perfect sometimes.
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Did you ever make it to Mexico?
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