Today was go. Finally. After changing our flights three times, we were finally at the airport and ready to go. I haven’t travelled by air much so some of this was totally new to me. Justin and I rearranged items from our carry on to checked luggage in the middle of the floor before checking our bags. I was not aware that I shouldn’t have my computer in my carry on. I forgot to ask what about last month when I only had a carry on. Then, we both were pulled to a screeching halt in security when we realized we’d forgotten to empty our water bottles. I left Justin with all our stuff, took the water bottles outside to empty them and then got in line to go through security again. Thankfully we had plenty of time. When it was time to board we got on the plane to find that my carry on didn’t fit in the overhead bin. I turned on my call button and after a reasonable wait I headed to the back of the plane to seek assistance. The steward told my there was really no problem, they’d print a tag and send it to hold luggage. Yes, that would be the same place they told me a shouldn’t have my computer that we’d just repacked in the middle of the terminal. Wait at your seat he said we will collect the luggage when everyone is seated. We were seated in row Like a salmon swimming upstream I made my way from the rear of the aircraft back to row 15. That worked until our seat mate showed up and of all things, he wanted to sit. A different flight attendant told me to take the luggage to the rear of the plane. Ok… here I go. Now I am
at the back of the plane and the steward in leading the way toward the front. It was quite a different trek as most people were seated. I got my claim ticket and it was time go go, right? No, not just yet. They came over the PA system asking for the individual who had had difficulty in getting their luggage overhead to identify themselves. Oh, that’s me I think and turn on my call button again. A totally new flight attendant accompanied by a rather large perhaps security official look at me curiously and say they were looking for a man. I gesture to Justin and say “yes, it was us. Both of us.” They mention something about pushing and now Justin and I are confused too. They left, still confused. We should have taken off by now. Everyone is seated. They’ve made all the announcements in both Spanish and English and we haven’t moved. And we still haven’t moved. Then they come over the PA and say that they are sorry for the delay but “we had a passenger who got hands with a flight attendant and he was denied passage”. They needed to find his traveling companion to take statements etc. oh, well, that does change the picture. And here I was offering “ that was me” and “ yes, that was us.” There’s quite a difference between pushing a flight attendant and being handsy with a flight attendant. Whew! We were over an hour late in leaving. Thank goodness we didn’t have any connections.
at the back of the plane and the steward in leading the way toward the front. It was quite a different trek as most people were seated. I got my claim ticket and it was time go go, right? No, not just yet. They came over the PA system asking for the individual who had had difficulty in getting their luggage overhead to identify themselves. Oh, that’s me I think and turn on my call button again. A totally new flight attendant accompanied by a rather large perhaps security official look at me curiously and say they were looking for a man. I gesture to Justin and say “yes, it was us. Both of us.” They mention something about pushing and now Justin and I are confused too. They left, still confused. We should have taken off by now. Everyone is seated. They’ve made all the announcements in both Spanish and English and we haven’t moved. And we still haven’t moved. Then they come over the PA and say that they are sorry for the delay but “we had a passenger who got hands with a flight attendant and he was denied passage”. They needed to find his traveling companion to take statements etc. oh, well, that does change the picture. And here I was offering “ that was me” and “ yes, that was us.” There’s quite a difference between pushing a flight attendant and being handsy with a flight attendant. Whew! We were over an hour late in leaving. Thank goodness we didn’t have any connections.
After landing in Merida we got our rental car for five days and headed to our hotel — Meson de La Luna. I’d always wanted to stay here but since they are not pet friendly it wasn’t possible. Just thinking about why I can stay here now makes me sad. 
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