The day started at 8:45 AM standing on the pier ready to embark on a journey for our FM3 so we can officially start working here. The 40 minute ferry ride to Playa De Carmen was probably the most pleasant part of the trip. The skies were sunny and the Caribbean spared us large chop and offered up stronger blues than what we are used to from the shore. From there we took an unremarkable bus ride to Cancun. Some bad airport food and then we took flight to Mexico City. Best part of the flight was the free cervesas but one beer doesn't muffle the screams of a very unhappy baby a few rows aft. The beer would have gone further being fed to the baby. From Mexico City we boarded another bus, this ride was longer and winded through hazy foot hills as the sun set. From the bus to a cab we soon found ourselves at our hotel in the city of Cuernavaca, Mexico. Our misery from the 11 hours of travel was only compounded in the knowledge we would relive the entire trek in reverse within 18 hours. The only good news was that we would have two days off to recover and sleep when the whole pilgrimage was completed.
Our first day was not over yet, our 10 traveling companions had eyes for the mall, another taxi ride and we found ourselves in a really nice mall, nicer than any mall in Portland. Steph got some flip flops and found a Sally Beauty supply so she now has the bleach to keep near accidents to continue occurring in the Mexican streets when she goes for a stroll.
Dinner: Italian restaurant mall food, good for a mall but still not great. Steph had spaghetti and meatballs and I had a white wine chicken pasta dish. My dinner was probably the lightest dish on the menu but it still managed to be heavy. DI paid for it so in combination with that and a bottle of wine my pallet was less discerning.
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