Saturday was so sad. We woke up and had to put real shoes on and jeans. What a buzz kill. We even had our suitcase packed. Ick. We had our final meal in Mexico with Kevin, Kim, Matt, Nate, Sara, and Amelia. We had our bags packed into a taxi and headed off to the Mexican airport.
We had a little trouble with our bags. We were both overweight. We had to shift things into our empty carry-ons so that we could bring it all. We put heavy-ish things to ensure that everything would make it. (Remember that foreshadowing that I mentioned on day 1, which should come to mind again.) The only thing that was sacrificed was a bottle of Malibu Rum. The people behind us had their sand from the beach dumped out, while I remained VERY quiet and Matt gave me a dirty look.
From there we waited for the flight after a very lax entry through to the sterile area. The last thing we had to eat in Mexico was a hotdog and Matt had a Bloody Mary and a Modelo. We did some final shopping and was surprised at the difference in service and approach from our past experience. Before getting on Frontier’s Sammy the Sea Lion, we were frisked, had our bags gone through, and removed our shoes for a final time. Then, we took the walk of shame in the Mexican sun to the plane.
We arrived in Denver, sad and gloomy. We got onto the Great Lakes plane ready to be home and rest before joining reality again. However when we heard that they were combining the two evening flights because a flight attended didn’t bother to show up for work, Matt had to break the news to me that we were bumped and would be spending a night in Denver.
We then waited at the carousal for our luggage. In the meantime, I emptied our carry-ons to see the use in them. Matt’s bag: khakis, collared shirt, diving goggles, flip flops, swim trunks, deodorant, and a tooth brush. Amanda’s bag: Matt’s dive book, jeans, toothbrush, makeup, extra pair of socks, and a notebook. What a waste…I still hate carry-ons. We never got our bags so we went to the hotel and ordered pizza after making a trip to the 7-Eleven.
“A vacation spot out of season always has a very special magic.”—Max Von Sydow
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