We're home again after a bridf trip to Puerto Vallarta. Brief on purpose, i.e., planned in sdvance when we bought the return airfare.
Our flight got us there late enough that we hurriedly unpacked and trotted off to dinner. Although they had laid on a grand buffet, we ordered from the menu and enjoyed our selections greatly. The margaritas were also tasty and the best that we had at the resort the whole time. They were all good, but these were excellent!
The next morning we enjoyed the breakfast buffet and then, after walking around the resort, made our way to the upper pool for relaxation and more margaritas. Two pools (the upper spilling over into the lower pool), lots of comfy lounges, umbrellas, and greenery (which they decided to trim later that morning). The trimming - aided by helpers with machetes and ropes - managed to dislodge a pretty big iguana (whose tail was longer than his body....).
There were also chairs spaced throughout the banks of loungers (the second day I opted for the chairs as it was simpler to get up out of them than the loungers) and a scattering of umbrellas. Unfortunately there was also people scattered around the area and some of them were loud and really should have spent their time elsewhere...get the picture? They must have been wealthy as they spent 5 months a year absent from Montana - but they were cheap and delighted in regaling everyone around them with their method for saving money. Cheap b*****ds!
Later that day we met up with friends from San Miguel who had moved to PV at a restaurant [Victor's] which was nearby, tasty, and relatively cheap. Catching up with friends is was it's all about, eh?
On Thursday morning was rose early, packed, and found a taxi to the airport. As we checked in for a 9 am flight, the agent knew that the plane would be late enough to guarantee us a free breakfast, so we got the voucher automatically and headed off to Wings to redeem it. Good breakfast and then we went through security to find the gate. And we waited and waited for our flight to be called. No luck!
Eventually it was called and we were shuttled off to a section for local flights and a specific gate number (and time). But the time passed and we still hadn't been called. Then we noticed that the destination stated on the monitor had changed and we went searching for the new gate. About this time we started talking with a fellow who was from PV - waiting for the same plane - who was going to connect in BJX with a flight onward. So we commiserated about plane service for a while.
Eventually we learned that our flight would take off out of Gate 1, so we moved down there. Then the word came (no announcements were ever made) that our flight would be from Gate 4. So we lined up and proceeded to the gate. However, once Michael's boarding pass was torn, the agent said 'No, this isn't the flight to BJX, it's going to Mexico City' and handed both parts of his boarding pass back to him.
Eventually Gate 4 was the correct gate for our flight to BJX (six hours later) and 45 minutes after we took off we landed, reclaimed our luggage, and found our shuttle the rest of the way home. Interjet has a long way to go as far as notifying passengers where to find their planes! (Or perhaps the airport does?)
And so today, we unpacked our suitcases (we think we'll try taking a small suitcase to Cabo, too), went to breakfast with friends, picked up the sofa covers we'd had cleaned while out of town, and now we just need to pick up the mail that is waiting for us.
Oh, and reply to some friends who are planing to visit in December....
