kirktastic

I didn’t realize when I was posting the post below last night that I had to get up early today and come into Cd Mexico. I knew I booked a flight leaving here at 11:30 in the morning. I knew it would take me an hour and a half to get here. But I didn’t make the connection. I also was worried traffic would be worse than usual. And it was pretty bad but we got here in 2 hours. And now I’m two hours early. I love how the bus drivers just go knowing all the cars swarming around them will stay out of their way. Of course in Cuernavaca and Cd Mexico all drivers just swarm around paying no attention to lanes or signs or even the traffic cops.

So now I’m at the airport eating breakfast and stealing the wireless signal from the Mexicana VIP lounge which is next door to this restaurant.

Mexicana.com is broken so I don’t know if the plane is still on time or if I could possibly score an upgrade. I booked the package through Expedia yesterday and wonder if I should check in at Mexicana or Aeromexico. The Aeromexico lines were shorter when I walked by. Pinche codeshare flights. Oh, and Expedia, try not to be so America-centric in your website flight status page. Especially after providing a link in an email that acknowledges I’m international.

Well now off to kill time before the waitress scolds me for keeping this table from new paying customers.

UPDATE: Well I found a way to kill time. One of the straps on my backpack got stuck on the escalator. Most people were cool about stepping around the stupid American and his stupid bag, but this one lady got on with a baby stroller and didn’t understand my bag was permanently affixed to the escalator. Yes, I should have paid attention to see that the strap was off the track of the escalator. But she should have followed the direction of the signs and not gotten on the escalator with a baby buggy. I almost killed a baby and it isn’t even lunchtime yet.

Fortunately I got someone from the airline to get the security guard and they were able to cut the strap with some scissors. So now I’m free. How fucking embarrassing. It will be my luck the woman that yelled at me will be sitting next to me on my flight.

At least now I know I’ve left something at Benito Juarez Airport [if you go up the right escalator in Sala B you'll see a piece of fabric stuck in the teeth of the escalator. That's mine].