Day 1: Spring Break Cancun, 2006!
NB: This is a message from the present of the past to be read by you in the future. Doesn't that make your head explode a little bit? I wrote daily blog entries from Cancun, but didn't want to spend the money buying Internet access or the time away from the sun in the dreary business office composing entries, so here they are now, in the future of the past:
I think a near-disaster is part of every vacation, so I’m always glad when I get it out of the way early. I narrowly avoided the Spring Break Cancun disaster before I even left Missouri. I scheduled a shuttle to take me to the Kansas City airport, where I would catch the nonstop express to Spring Break. My mom called to ask me if I was sure I wanted to catch the shuttle to KC, on account of my flight originating in St. Louis. Wow! I almost missed Spring Break Cancun 2006! What a disaster! I called the shuttle, told them that I’m an idiot and rescheduled for a ride to the correct airport. I sat next to two high school guys on the plane, who were part of a larger group of high school students heading to Spring Break Cancun 2006! I tried not to listen to their conversation, as it was stupid and immature and all too similar to the conversations I had with Blue Grilled Cheese on our trips to Spring Break Panama City Beach in high school. Once in Cancun, I breezed through customs and immigration because I was the only one savvy enough to fill out the correct forms correctly. I caught another shuttle to the villa, unpacked and headed to dinner with my mom. Cheeseburger in paradise.