Merida at LAST!

Well the flight to Merida was a more pleasant experience. Lukas just watched the Muppet Show while Emma found a kindred spirit in the 10 year old Quaker girl she was seated next to...they drew each other pictures and giggled together. Yes, you heard right, I said a Quaker girl, on a flight to Mexico. Emma with her blue teeth & tongue from sucking on a ring pop, seated next to a proper little Quaker girl. It's anybody's guess what her parents thought of that!

We finally made it to Casa Walker after 11pm (local time) and WOW! Fantastic. Lots of room and plenty of Mexican style. Center courtyard with a pool, two spiral staircases and a rooftop balcony. Too late (and too tired) to describe it all right now but pictures will come soon enough. I see this blog posts at Pacific Time, it's definitely not Pacific Time, it's like 2am here, and that's an hour past home time!

Anyway, here's a couple of pics before hitting the sack. Busy day ahead!

A very late dinner in our new casa... grilled jamon con queso (Authentic Mexican style, of course!)

Toy Story 3. It's everywhere!

Trying out the dipping pool before bed. Gonna be fun!

Panic and despair!

So here's how the travel day from hell went:

1. Go to load the luggage into the car at the same time the skies open up and downpour (yes, we HAVE been having a drought!)

2. As soon as the car is loaded and all passengers are soaked, the floods stop and the skies begin to clear.

3. Hit the highway and the driving rain begins again. Cannot see road. Where is Philly? When will we get there?

4. Manage to rush into airport only to have to wait extra long for boarding. Then wait on the tarmac because another plane is disabled on the runway. Then face the growing realization that we will miss our connecting flight in Houston because we're in the air more than an hour late.

5. Entire flight is spent in fear that we will be stranded in Houston overnight with two small children and lots of luggage. And thus will not get to Merida for the video shoot we have scheduled the next day. And will let down all the poor little Mexican children who want to be "on TV" in their costumes. Jenn orders a Corona.

6. Land in Houston with mere minutes to spare before our connecting flight takes off. Drag children through airport in mad panic. Make the gate just in time. Woo hoo!