Took the long road

I finally made it to Guatemala and let me tell you, it wasn't easy. Well, it wasn't really hard but it wasn't easy either. I was flying out of Dallas to Mexico City and then onto Guatemala City.

To start, my flight out of Dallas was late so the three hour layover I thought I had in Mexico City was now down to an hour and 20 minutes. When I landed in Mexico City the flight attendent said I had to go through immigration, then customs, then the check-in counter. So, I rush to immigration to see a MASSIVE line. At this point I'm thinking, I've got to get to the front of this line or I'm screwed. Time to practice my Spanish. Me, con permiso, con permiso, excuse me, excuse me, habla espanol? habla espanol? Let me tell you, not a lot of folks spoke english or at least wanted to with me! Luckily, I was able to make my way to the front and get permission to stay in Mexico for 180 days, sweet.

From here I don't really know where I'm supposed to go. I ask another person and they say gate 31. Only the other side of the airport!! I hoof it there only for them to tell me I'm in the wrong place, that I need to go to F3. Panick attack ensues because I know at this point I have no idea where efe tres is and that I'm going to miss my flight. So, onto F3 by way of my asking about 5 people, donde esta efe tres? So, I finally make it there just as the airline worker was leaving saying my flight was closed. Of course.

After being escorted to the back of the airport in some small room I was finally able to get on a 9:45 flight. It was 1:20. But I'm happy, I'm going to be in Guatemala tonight, no worries. I can roam the airport and practice my Spanish.



Well, I didn't really practice my Spanish so much as lay in a corner and sleep for the majority of that time. One of my observations was that there must have been a serious futbol game on because the crowds in front of the tv screens were enormas! Even the airline person helping re-ticket my flight was interrupted a few times by the cheers on the tv. It was pretty funny, that and wondering how much $64 pesos was in American dollars for guacamole it was pretty uneventful. I did manage to get a kick out of my snickers chocolate bar by evidence of this photo:



Next up, mi primero dia in Guatemala (my first day in Guatemala for you gringos and I probably said it wrong just to show my gringaness)!

Adios,

Yessica