The long flight home

Thursday, 11 June 2015 Thursday began early and descended quickly into a familiar kind of nightmare. We had asked the casa owner to book us a taxi to the international airport at 2:30 a.m. So we rose at 2 a.m., and half an hour later we were still leaning over the rail of the balcony,…

Waylaid in Mexico

Friday, 1 May 2015 After 3½ hours we touched down at Benito Juarez International Airport in Mexico City. As was the case in Los Angeles, we faced a long queue. It seems that there is no such thing as “transit” any more: we had to pass through customs and immigration each time we passed through…