Buenos Dias!

What an amazing trip...There is something to be said about going to another
country by yourself. First let me start with the plane ride down..I get an isle
seat in the back, great. This guy is in the window and seems normal, seems
being the key word here. Well, there is nobody in between us and I'm excited
because it never fails that whoever is in the middle ALWAYS has their elbow
rubbing my love handle area which is not good, no me gusta (I don't like in
Spanish). Anyway, down the isle comes this very obese woman (atleast I thought
it was a woman) and she's looking at the number just above my head. Now, I
don't have a problem with people that are heavy..how can I?? HOWEVER, it is a
little difficult sitting next to them on an airplane for the simple fact that
airplane seats were designed for Ethiopians.
So, she gets her bag and goes to put it up in the overhead above me and her
shirt lifts up to a lovely bed of HAIR?!! Yes..I said hair and it was 1 inch
from my face. Then the bag is having a hard time fitting so she is pounding and
jiggling this thing and of course the hairy belly is almost slapping my face. I
am trying not to be rude by leaning so far over that it looks obvious I'm
uncomfortable, but seriously??! Ok, so she sits behind me(Thank you Jesus) and
the guy next to me all of the sudden shouts "Fat F-----!!!". I whip my head
around only to find him leaning against the window with his eyes shut and Ipod
in. Uhhhhhhhhhhhh, what the heck?!! I look around thinking I can't believe he
just did that, nobody else seemed to have noticed. Now I'm thinking I'm
crazy...Ok, so I get to Mexico..I spent the first night walking through the
Marina, took a taxi to town and walked all over, had dinner on a terrace
overlooking the boardwalk and just had the best night. The next night my friend
David (flight attendant) had a layover there and so we got to go out to dinner
and we walked all over old town. Everyday, I slept in, was at the pool by 10am
and usually headed in around 4pm. I watched the sunsets at night which were out
of this world. I met some great friends down there and then of course (leave it
to me) I had this precious little pool attendant (Raul) that for some reason
took a liking to me and gave me free food and drinks all week long. Nothing
romantic so don't get excited, he was just as sweet as could be and no matter
my protest, he wouldn't let me pay. The last night I was there, my friend who
just retired from Alaska this year came down because he was staying a week with
friends who lived there. They had me out to their place for dinner and it was
so incredible. They are a retired couple who built this amazing house way up in
the hills in this tiny Mexican neighborhood. The view was incredible and the
company was great.
Ok, so on the plane ride home..I'm relaxed and feeling great, had the best
vacation right? I get a window seat and I'm just thankful to have a great
ending...until my seat mates arrive. It's this belligerent drunk guy with his
wife. He starts cursing at some other people and then yelling at his wife. I'm
thinking.."This CANNOT be happening to me". I decide to stick in my earphones
for the Ipod and drift off back to the pool..I got to spend Thanksgiving with
family and friends in Seattle for the next four days and that was really nice
with one exception..I was FREEZING the whole time. I guess I needed it to
acclimate myself for home. I get home and there is a foot of snow on my truck.
Welcome home.