Day one Part one

My bug and I boarded a plane after riding over to Miami with my aunt Patricia and having a little sandwich in the terminal. We were very very early (which was great no lines) and the flight was delayed an hour (not so great, seats not so comfortable). I slept on the little terminal chairs and was soon on the plane looking out the window.

After a three hour flight in which I did my best to sleep on her shoulder without hurting my neck we got off of the plane and walked briskly through the mexico city airport. the doors to the international entrance in the airport are fogged glass so that you can't see who is on the other side. every time the door opens you see a sea of faces waiting for their loved ones.

There is a button one pushes at customs. there is stop light mechanism that will flash green if you can go and red if you are going to get searched, your things taken out of your suitcase in front of everyone. i got red and my bug green. normally it freaks me out because i am a horrible packer and all of my things are spilling out of the seams of my suitcases. This time holi packed my bag and there was not problem because everything was nice and neat and ready to go.

Do to my unpacking-packing dilemma i had my attention sidetracked and away from the door. holi saw my moo first, waving and smiling. we walked around the crowd and found my very huggable cousin. we took a taxi that was coning us and then not coning us and had a pleasant conversation on the way to the moo-chris house.