Sunday, 12 June 2016

Havana to Mexico City

Sunday 12 June

 

Sitting up in bed after a long, hard day of travel. Our room seems super luxurious because the temperature is comfortable and everything works - doors, taps, air conditioning, shower. We are both exhausted, which seems silly when it was only a 2 and a half hour flight.

 

The taxi trip to the airport took a very strange route and we seemed to be heading into the country for a while. We felt we were a bit old to be of interest to white slavers and we didn't look rich enough to ransom so we sat back and sure enough he turned onto the main highway again.

 

At the airport we queued for an hour to check in for our flight. Definitely not the most efficient system. Then we waited for our plane and snacked on some Pringles, while wishing for a banana or a mango or any bit of fresh fruit. Then we waited in the plane on the tarmac.

 

The flight was fine but they made us move seats because we didn't speak Spanish and we were in an exit row. So when it came time to get off the plane we had to wait for everyone to get off before we could go back and fetch our stuff from the overhead bins.

 

We then queued in immigration for an hour and a half! Agony on feet, dodgy knees and backs. And when we got to customs Anne was stopped for a bag check while I went straight through. I nearly laughed out loud as her bad luck with officials in airports continues. It was wonderful to see someone waiting for us when we finally got through and to be shepherded to a taxi and delivered to our hotel.

 

Bed now. Bliss!

No photos today so I thought I'd add this one.

 

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