Well we arrived in LA just before 7am , dark, cold and rainy. Yikes I want to go back. We proceeded down to immigrations and were in and out within 20 minutes piece of cake. We then went for a nice leisurely breakfast in the dining room and I decided it was my last chance to have the Swedish pancakes so that is what I had. Yummy! After our breakfast we went back to our cabin and gathered up our carry on bags. How the hell do people have only one small bag we always look like the bag people! I decided instead of heading down to the Starlite Club to wait for disembarkment we would go to the main lobby where we would get off. And so we sat, and sat, and sat. Now they start calling over the loud speaker for Mr. & Mrs. I AM BETTER THAN ALL OF YOU AND I DON'T HAVE TO GO TO IMMIGRATION. 4 TIMES BEFORE THESE VERY INCONSIDERATE PEOPLE SHOW UP. Now no one is allowed off the ship until every passenger has cleared immigration it is now after 10 and we have a 12:40 flight. So I go up to the desk and ask What happens if I don't make my flight. No problem they tell me call this number and they will rearrange it for you but you should make it. Okay I go back and wait and wait and wait. It seems there was some kind of a union problem with the porters and they had to get the union bosses in. Our crew had to off load the luggage and then we still had to wait. Well actually the first thing they unloaded was the poor women who died on Saturday in her sleep! Finally they start letting people off and we go into where our luggage is now we have 4 suitcases and 4 carryons (what are we doing wrong) and no porters and I can't help. Sat in my scooter in tears feeling completely useless. Finally one of the Crystal Reps finds us a porter and we are on our way to our bus it is now 11:30 and the bus is gone. I said Oh well I guess we are not going to make this flight and the man in charge asked me what time is you flight when I tell him 12:40 he says get me a handicap van here pronto. They make me drive up the ramp strap it in and off we go. If anyone saw the movie way back in the late 70s early 80s called Foul Play with Goldie Hawn there was a scene with a chinese couple in the back of a taxi cab waving American flags and that is what I felt like. Our driver Mohammad thinks he is Mario Andretti and he takes of around a turn the whole scooter feels like it is going to turn over I am trying to keep it balanced and the suitcases are falling all over me. Bill is sitting in the front seat and notices none of this. Well after a frightful ride we arrive at the airport. Now we have our boarding passes and I had paid for the luggage on line thank God. We are met by a Crystal Rep who is brand new check in our luggage tags say late check in makes you feel really good. The Rep is taking us up to security only problem is she is taking us the wrong way I have to tell her we need to go left to the gates. We get to security and of course I have to again have this new pat down. Next time I am refusing unless I get someone who looks like Leonardo DiCaprio. Go through security and get to the gate it is now 12:18 take a deep breath and they board us. When we get to the door they take my scooter and tell Bill he has to check the carryon we don't understand but not going to argue we don't have the strength. I announce I am so glad we are in aisle 9 at least we don't have to walk the whole plane. Wrong again We get on the United plane and it is one of those commuter planes 12 rows! The overhead bins can't fit anything bigger than a computer case and I can reach them Bill has to really duck his head. But hey 1 hour and 10 minute flight and we even got drinks!
SO THE MOST IMPORTANT THING I LEARNED THIS TRIP. ACAPULCO, NO ACAPULCO
HUTALCO, NO HUTALCO, PUERTA VALLARTA IN, OUT AND IN AGAIN. 3 PEOPLE TAKEN OFF THE SHIP ILL ONE DEATH. I LEARNED YOU HAVE TO GO WITH THE FLOW~~~~~~~~
And so we were thrown back into reality yesterday and I must say I don' t like it. Where is the maid to pick up my towels, where is my creme brulee where are my dirty martinis. Oh crap I am home if I want any of that there is no one here to say "My pleasure Mrs. Gilbert. Oh I want to go back, I need to go back. Oh wait I am going back Jan 5th and the saga will continue!!!!!
here are some pictures of the Gala buffet and Bill with our waiter Zoltan and me with the head waiter IVO
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