No more freezing to death, no more slipping on patches of black ice, no more windchill and no more winter… we are in Mexico!
After our flight was cancelled on Wednesday, we were rebooked on a 6 a.m. Ottawa-Montreal flight, then Montreal-Cancun. We woke up at 3 a.m., took a taxi at 4 a.m. and headed to the Ottawa Airport without any coats but wrapped into a cheap blanket we had bought the day before. Lo and behold, we were able to catch the 6 a.m. flight to Montreal!
Mark didn’t find it weird to wake up in the middle of the night and was more awake than any of us… he ran around the airport waiting lounge for an hour!
Our ride to Montreal was a “chicken plane”, a tiny propeller, barely a step above an helicopter. We walked to the aircraft, took a seat randomly and waited there, the door of the plane opened (thus freezing). We then spent thirty minute at the “de-icing bay” (yes, there is such a thing in Canadian airport) and were able to leave. It was a short 25-minute bumpy flight but the view above Montreal at sunset was truly amazing.
Once in Montreal, we rushed to our gate. We were in stand-by and didn’t have any seat assigned. Luck was with us and we were able to catch this flight too, and we got seats side by side.
Five hours later, we landed in Cancun. It’s hot and humid… and rainy. But I don’t care… I feel alive! The smell, the sounds… I’m like a kid, everything is new and fresh.
We rented a car at the airport and drove to Cancun Centro. A quick bite later, we stocked up on supplies at the supermarket and had some street food.
Cancun hasn’t changed much since the last time we were there, two years ago. We are away from the tourist district, the zona hotellera, which is great. There is plenty to see and to experience… no plans, we will go with the flow.
We should sleep… but I’m to excited to be traveling again!