Our trip from Bogota, Colombia to Monterrey via Mexico City turned out to be every eventful! First it was very slow-going getting off the plane, as every passenger had to be physically patted down. Go figure. Anyway by the time we got through Immigration and Customs and rode the Air Train for about 15 minutes to another terminal and got to the ticket agent (there was no way to print out boarding passes at the hotel), we were told that they had closed our connecting flight. In fact after much “ado” we realized that we were apparently supposed to be at the gate an hour before the flight departed (who knew?). Since we only arrived an hour and ten minutes before our other flight was to leave, it was obviously a ticketing problem with Delta.
SO Dad/Rick used his silver tongue and after a very long conversation with several people he talked a manager into printing us tickets for the next flight to Monterrey instead of sending us back to the Delta counter several terminals away to fight it out with them.
As we sped on to our hotel in Monterrey, a big yellow truck in front of us stopped dead still which the driver didn’t notice. We smacked into the back of the truck in a split second. Luckily we weren’t going very fast and no one was hurt other than being a little jostled. The two drivers got out, shook hands decided that the already battered truck was fine and the front bumper of our care was mangled, but our driver’s responsibility and we went on our merry way.
So went our trip to Monterrey! The beautiful hotel where we stayed and the wonderful people we met made up for all that though. We had a lovely couple of days.
Though you may not be interested, I’m putting in these pictures so that we can remember our terrific Safi Hotel with heavenly beds!
This great car is sitting at the entrance:
And one of our favorite little hotels (this was our third trip to Monterrey) which was just around the corner although we have never stayed there.
Angel of the sun:
And angel in the moon:
Furniture and sculptures:
Even though we were so excited to get warm as Bogota is higher than Park City and never very warm, it rained the entire day and was about 63 degrees (better than below freezing at home).
Delightful new friends picked us up for a scrumptious gourmet lunch.
This wonderful woman served a three year mission for the Catholic Church as a young adult. They were stellar parents!
We had a fascinating evening with the Monterrey group talking about balancing family and work and achievements and relationships.
Off we went early the next morning for Guadalajara!