Scott took Eric and I to the airport at 7. *1st scary ride of the day.

1st thing was that Eric tells me as we are going down the hall to the plane, that it’s a little plane. Great. Love those. we have to WALK DOWN STAIRS, on the runaway, and then go up stairs into the plane. Not a fan of the little planes. I think those crash more. Anyway, we survived. 2nd scary ride of the day.

Flight was uneventful… until we got to Cancun. Apparently the RADAR system went out and we had to be waved in by hand. Now I don’t want to sound America centric, but this made me nervous. Especially when it took an extra hour of circling the runaway. Also, Cancun is no New York City… it’s mostly rural so I couldn’t even see the runaway so our descent made it look like we were clipping power lines and gonna land in Farmer Juan’s backyard. 3rd scary ride of the day.

The van from the airport to the resort … 4th scary ride. The guy drove really really fast. Apparently there are no speed limits in Mexico. either that or speeding tickets are really cheap.

So we are here and I’m using the hotel internet to pass the time until dinner. This place is super, really really nice. way nice. I can’t even describe. It’s definitely top of the line. It’s been quiet thus far since we have been traveling all day.

So on to dinner….

miss everyone!