FLOWBABY

 Thank goodness, I have had a few days to adjust down here and recover from the fatigue of traveling.  I pulled an interesting maneuver during my 8 hour all night layover in Bogota, Columbia that is worth mentioning.  I had chosen a nice spot for a long nap directly across from the digital screen at the airport sine I was waiting for the announcement regarding the gate that my flight would depart from at 6 am.  Of course, as soon as my slumber bacame satisfying,  an airport security guard woke me up and informed that I would have to move.  She escorted me to Gate 1, which evidently had no more flights for the evening.  What they did have however…

My tropical journey got off to a slightly bumpy start due to my typical last minute preparations. I was mostly packed the night before but did not really look at my itinerary closely until the day of departure, Thanksgiving day. Upon further investigation, I noticed that after an hour and a half flight from Atlanta to Dallas, I had an 8 hour (!!!) layover there! Damn, I guess that is what you get when you book these extreme budget flights. Also, I noticed that my final destination seemed to be Toluca, Mexico not Mexico City where I thought I was flying into. WTF?? Where in the hell is Toluca anyway? Davey got me to the airport without incident and on…

Now we move on to the much more social portion of the adventure. While I had been surrounded by many good people in my early part of the journey, I had also retained a certain level of independence. The joyous part of the situation was that I had many exciting reunions in store for me. First off, my friend Mindy (and her friend Caroline) was due to arrive via a flight from San Francisco to Cancun. The big bummer of my whole trip is that they did not make it successfully into Mexico. Mindy was turned back at Immigration due to some hassle with her British passport. Poor girl, she had dropped a large chunk of change on this flight…