Day 164

The past few days have been slightly stressful. We bought separate tickets here and separate tickets back to the city we are living in. The tickets to fly back to the city in Mexico were cancelled because the airlines we bought them from I guess didn’t have enough customers. So we bought super expensive tickets so we can get home. Driving back was never an option because the roads between here and there are strictly controlled by the cartel(s).

I was worried our flight back to the states In mid July was going to get cancelled. And low and behold this morning at 530am our time we were emailed saying our flight was cancelled. The airline is Volaris, I think they decided to cancel it a few weeks ago but just sent the email out now. It would have been so much cheaper if they emailed me a week ago to get flights back to the states, but we are fortunate that we have just enough resources to make it back with another airline. 🙂

We got a massage today from a “massage therapist”. Easily the worst massage I’ve ever gotten, but that’s fine really. She needed money and she didn’t really charge all that much. She used a lot of massage oil. I feel like I was dipped in a vat of oil by my heels. While Bonnie got her massage I called Volaris and asked for a refund. They gave me a refund but didn’t refund $660 pesos equivalent to $30. I asked why and I could hear an audible sigh.

I have never chewed a person out over the phone in a long time, but today I was tempted. The customer service person on the other end of the phone told me the airline charged me a fee for changing a name on the itinerary. I disputed this. I never get my own children’s names wrong. Or any of my wives. 😉 Another sigh from her and I asked to speak with her supervisor and got her name. The supervisor got on the line and I disputed the fee. He said it was in the computer and couldn’t be changed. So I got a “full refund” and will never use Volaris ever again. I hope they don’t go bankrupt for the sake of their workers.

The kids stayed in the pool all day long. We ate lunch and dinner and then decided to go to the beach during twilight. We asked the kids to pose for the next photos of course. It wasn’t an impromptu photo. One of the best photos I’ve taken of them.

Its hard being a parent. The days are very long, the nights very short. Every moment I feel like I’m screwing them up, and it’s in these times where we heavily bribe them with brownies and other sweets to stand hand in hand for one photograph that I realize, they can just pay for therapy later on in life. *