What Happens in Mexico...

...happens at a much slower pace.



I arrived at the sunny Los Cabos airport on Sunday (3/22) a whopping 45 minutes early. The pilot had warned us that arriving early might be a problem because the Los Cabos airport is so tiny. He said there may not be an open gate that we could deplane from. Well, we arrived in Los Cabos, and there was an open gate, but the Los Cabos airport would not allow us to use it. While we sat on an active taxiway (which meant we had to move around in a circle around the airport as other planes arrived), air traffic control in Houston tried to negotiate with the Los Cabos airport to let us deplane. Finally, about 5 minutes before our scheduled landing time, we were able to park at the empty gate. There were no jetways, so we had to deplane on pull up stairs. As everyone was rushing to get their stuff together to get off the plane, the flight attendants came over the intercom and announced another delay. You are suppose to complete your customs forms while in the air so you have them ready when you get off the plane. We had run out of the visitor forms, and the Los Cabos airport momentarily decided we couldn't get off the plane until everyone had the forms. Fortunately, it was only a momentary delay.
Overall though, my flights were just fine and smooth. On the long stretch from Newark, NJ to Los Cabos (5 hours and 5 minutes) I even had an empty middle seat next to me. I also managed to escape all random searches both into Los Cabos and back into the US.