Too hot

I finally finished all the chores for closing up the trailer, finished packing and waited for our ride. 
Bruce and Mary Ellen were good enough to take us to Harbour Air floatplanes in Nanaimo. Being a few hours early we went to The Bistro Pub for some food and drinks.

The flight to YVR south was uneventful but unfortunately, the last shuttle had already left. We didn’t know this until one of the people leaving after work there asked why we were waiting. She checked and found that the driver had taken off for the day as ours was the last flight. She called for a taxi and gave us a voucher so we wouldn’t have to pay. 

As we were waiting for the taxi, the shuttle showed up again. The driver realizing that we’d been left behind came back for us. The best part was that the driver was Mexican so we had chat with him. They called the cab company and it all turned out fine.

The shuttle arrived at the airport with about four hours to spare. Security was a breeze as there was hardly anybody there. Rosalie had her usual water bottle in the luggage just to see if the guys were on their toes, they were!

It was lucky that we ate something in Nanaimo as the airport was mostly shut down. We couldn’t even get a glass of wine, much to Rosalie’s annoyance. 

The plane took off on time and it wasn’t too a bad flight. We were served food and drinks I had a rum and coke just so I could spend a few minutes with the mask off. Then the lights went down and we tried to sleep. As we got close to Mexico City, Rosalie started to get nauseous and I started to get worried. After a nice long sleep, she managed to shake it off. 

Going through the airport was a bit of a trial. It helped a lot that we had our Residente Temporal. At one point we were inspected; how do you explain sous vide machine, in Spanish, to a Mexican?

Ronda had given us detailed instructions to navigate the airport and they came in handy. We had allowed three and a half hours to get our connecting flight and I’m glad we did. The gate wasn’t posted so had to check the board regularly.

We finally got on board but we sat on the runway for half an hour waiting to take off. When we landed at Manzanillo we took a cab home. On the way, the driver showed us a large banana plantation completely wiped out by the hurricane.

It was good to be back at The Ranchero but boy, were we in for a surprise!