Our adventure to our adventure
11.11.2015 - 11.11.2015
The day before we started our big adventure was not one for 'good signs of things to come'.
The fish died, I lost my swimmers and we got lost on the way from Sydney Airport to Cats own house!
Refusing to let it put a damper on things, we laughed it off, drank a few to many wines and managed to mess up the set up our money card for Cuba! We will get to Cuba soon!
Our ride to the Airport in Cats Dads Holden Statesman was a stylish one to say the least with its leather interior but that’s about where our class stopped!
Cats dad crying made Cat cry, which made me feel bad for not crying, we got lost in the Airport and Cat broke the Self Check in with her monster backpack!
Trying to 'take as little as possible' clearly meant something different to each of us, I think Cat is still yet to figure out the puzzle of her backpacks and roller suitcase while I'm just trying to keep my shorts going as long as humanely possible before washing them!
On board the half empty Airbus, we had room to move, a Flight Attendant who seemed to be sucking on lemons and not enough time to watch the excellent selection of inflight entertainment on offer.
14 hours was just not long enough :p
As it turns out, our citrus loving flight attendant was just shy of a riot with her tales of that time Channing Tatum came on board and sneaking us extra booze to get us through.
Right before disembarking in L.A we decided to be good people and not take the blankets provided on the plane, 'it's LA, it will be warm right?'. Wrong!!! 10c outside and they crank up the Air Con in the airport.
If they ever show a boarder security program of LAX you might see all the strange looks we got from cabin crew and passengers alike while lying flat on the floor in the sun for heat in the various locations between Domestic Gate 20 to 42.
Should have taken the damn blanket.
Five hours in LAX, a quick hop down to Dallas on a plane that was in its prime in the 70s (the squeaking coming from somewhere inside the plane was most comforting) and nearly missing our next flight to Cancun save for the nice old guy on the info desk before landing in hot and humid Cancun at 11.30pm where we got forgotten at the airport by our accommodation.
Stay tuned for 'Cuba - A Beautiful Poverty'