Well, we're back in our casa sweet casa. Getting here didn't go quite as we had planned, of course, but that's what you get for having a 6-day getaway without the kids, right? You've got to pay for it at some point, heh.
Our original travel arrangements had us flying out of Cabo on a 7:30 AM flight to Houston, then catching an afternoon flight to Montreal after a cushy 3 hour layover. However, a little dude with a bug up his arse had other ideas. His name is Alex, maybe you've heard of him?
Diligent, prepared, seasoned travelers that we are, we arrived at the airport at 5 AM, only to find out our flight had been canceled (something about Houston airport being completely flooded... wimps!). Luckily, they were able to put us on a flight to Chicago at 1 PM, but the catch was that we would only have a 50 minute window to: get off the plane, pick up our luggage, go through customs, re-check in our luggage, then find our gate.
Well, what the heck, right? We confirmed the new travel arrangements, then caught a taxi back to our hotel... We did NOT want to spend 7 hours in the airport! We begged them to give us our room key back (check-out wasn't until noon, after all), made ourselves a cup of coffee, and headed down to the beach to watch the sun rise. And dudes.... it was worth it.
I don't know about you, but I rarely get to watch the sun rise over the crashing waves of the sea of Cortez... I'm glad for the opportunity (even if I DID have to wake up at 4:35 AM....)
This isn't the end of the story, the day had a few more surprises up it's sleeve... But it's late, I'm beat, and I need the blog fodder, heh.
Happy Knitting Everyone!