Transit Mexico

We flew out from LAX to Mexico City , on route to a Cancun . Yes , Cancún the place you see all those reality shows on the hot American kids partying up on spring vacation . The fly in to Mexico City had me excited . A flight of around 3 hours . It’s a high altitude city and the most populated in North America . An aisle seat would make it difficult seeing out the window but when you’re seated in the very back of a Delta flight there’s no windows anyway , that drew disappointment from Emma and the kids . As an early booking and requesting for seats closer to the front Emma had immediately logged her grievances and would be complaining later . On top of that the majority of people had their windows covered. Ha? Is it just me but don’t you find it fascinating flying into new locations ?From the pictures I’d seen on Mexico it is surrounded by tall snow capped mountains and is a densely packed colourful city . The descent should’ve been eye popping and a photo or two would’ve come up in this blog, but not to be . Customs was uneventful ,and the airport itself was comparable to LAX . It was reasonably modern and even had tilt slab panels and caulking . Weird , down here but no so in LA? Ah ,but when your this far south of the US the thought that English would be spoken or at least partially understood is a naivety . Emma had gone looking for food and come back with junk , as she found it difficult in finding any hot food . I will say that the Doritos she brought were different in taste than their US and Aus counterparts and were the best that I’d tasted . The two flight attendants did tell me that they wish they could get out of the airport because things just tasted better in Mexico City . When I decided to find something I settled on Subway ( not real fond of it normally) . When I went to order I knew I was in trouble . I spoke and she looked in shock . I pointed and she still didn’t understand . I motioned that I wanted exactly what the guy before wanted but still nothing . Shit this is awkward . I look over my shoulder and there’s at least 6 people waiting and they’re not impressed . From 3 deep a guy stepped in and rescued me by translating my request . I pay and have to sign the receipt. I can’t read what I’ve paid for and what the exchange is but I copy on the total what I see on the receipt and then tip by putting a US dollar note in the jar . You get paranoid that little things like not signing properly and keeping the total and tip open on the receipt could all of a sudden start draining your bank account . Yep , I’m a typical suspicious westerner , but every Mexican so far has been honest and helpful . The subway roll ? A Parmesan bread with teriyaki chicken , American cheese and herbed mayonnaise tasted weird at best . That was definitely not what I ordered but it did the job . Finally we fly out and onto Cancún. I got a brief view of awesome snow capped mountains and the mass of the teaming Mexico but it was fleeting as the people next to me were sleeping against the window . We’ve arrived now . The airport was modern and yes there was plenty of quality caulking . At night it felt very Queensland , shiny sandstone tiles , glossy aluminium flashing , manicured gardens and very clean . Today is the beginning of our Cancún Holliday. I’ll show you more soon but check out the view this morning