At the airport, we had no problem with checking our luggage and getting our boarding passes until we hit the TSA line. There we found out that our pre-check was not listed on our boarding pass. We went through the entire "shoes off" procedure and entered the waiting area. I then left all my carry-on gear with Linda and went back out through TSA and talked with the check-in folks at the Alaska desk. They were very nice and we worked together to get the TSAPre authorization to show up on the printed ticket. It turned out to be that there are two numbers on the TSA card and one works to trigger the printing of the needed info and one does not. I know, very weird. We changed the numbers and printed new boarding passes and the TSAPre check authorization appeared. We were all set for the rest of our trip, hopefully.
Our first flights took us to Seattle and then on to Los Angeles. Things were fairly smooth on our flight to Seattle. We maneuvered through the airport smoothly and arrived at our gate in plenty of time. We were delayed boarding and then sat at the gate for an hour. The plane was packed and all went well once we took off for this second leg of our journey.
We arrived at LAX and caught a shuttle to the hotel. We stayed at a new hotel to us, the Westin Hotel. It was very nice, and comparing it to the hotel we usually stay at, much newer and better maintained. We were within walking distance from a Denney's, so we went retro Americano and had our dinner there.
We both were awake early due to crashing after our elegant dinner. Once we were packed we caught the shuttle to the air terminal and quickly checked our three pieces of baggage.
I looked at the long line across the room and chatted with the TSA person and he said I could go to the Alaska desk and they could possibly fix the situation. Off I went to Alaska.
I explained the situation to the lady at the desk and she checked everything. She said all was entered into the system and then printed me a new boarding passwith the TSA Pre designation on it.
We boarded the plane for the final leg of our trip and all went very smoothly from there.
The apartment is three years old and has about everything you need to get started with your life down south, but not enough to be our "noemal". As you can see in the photos, everything is definitely of Mexican design. Concrete is the main building resource and they pour the entire layout. Kitchen cabinets are created in cement and roughed out with dark wood.
Let's talk about our door. The front door opens inward into our casa. The door itself is rounded at the top and the looks like a regular door from there. It connects to the frame on the right and when it opens the rounded portion swings in and bumps up against the concrete archway above the door letting the door open about 82 degrees wide. Crazy, but so Mexican. We are getting used to stepping left as you enter the casa.
Ah, Mexico!
A note about this blog. I wanted to get rid of some of the weight I always carried as we traveled south. So I decided to leave the laptop computer at home and do everything on our tablet. I did some experimenting, added a small adapter for transferring files, and said, "Good to go!"
We both were awake early due to crashing after our elegant dinner. Once we were packed we caught the shuttle to the air terminal and quickly checked our three pieces of baggage.
We walked up to the TSA Precheck man and Linda presented her passport and boarding pass and he smiles and said "Ok, mam, proceed." Then I stepped up and presented my documents and he looked at the boarding pass and the computer screen. His eyes went back and forth between the two, and finally looked at me and said, "Sir, you do not have the TSAPre designation on our screen so you will have to go through the normal TSA screening process." I didn't know what to say. I presented my Global Entry card, but he said that the TSA Pre designation was entered by the airlines and until the button on the screen says TSAPre and not standard, I would have to use the other entry method.
I looked at the long line across the room and chatted with the TSA person and he said I could go to the Alaska desk and they could possibly fix the situation. Off I went to Alaska.
I explained the situation to the lady at the desk and she checked everything. She said all was entered into the system and then printed me a new boarding passwith the TSA Pre designation on it.
Off I headed back to the TSA Pre line. This time I was greeted by a young lady who entered my info and said, like the knights in Monty Pythlon's Holy Grail would say, "None shall pass!" I was flummoxed and explained the situation again. She took a card out of her pocket and swiped it in the computer explaining that it was an update card for their system and then she looked at the screen and then at me and said, "None Shall pass!"
Into the regular checkpoint I went (clack, clack, clack, [sound of coconuts]) lining up with the non-TSA peasants. The line was much smaller at this time so all went very quickly. The only thing I forgot was to remove my shoes, like the other peasants were faithfully doing.
Into the regular checkpoint I went (clack, clack, clack, [sound of coconuts]) lining up with the non-TSA peasants. The line was much smaller at this time so all went very quickly. The only thing I forgot was to remove my shoes, like the other peasants were faithfully doing.
I popped out of the line into the terminal and spotted Linda, put on my shoes, gathered myself and we were off to gate 68A, as noted on our boarding passes.
All was well in the area around 68A. We nested and watched people come and go. At one point I went for a walk and spotted a guy leaning against the wall out of traffic. He was much taller than me and looked amazingly like Conan O'Brien. On the way back I spotted the gentleman again and he was still leaning in the spot where I first saw him.
Back at 68A, we noted that the board had changed and our flight was now departing at gate 62. As we walked over to gate 62, I pointed out the redheaded gentleman I had spotted and this time he was surrounded by several people taking selfies with him. It was Conan! (Note that I am on a first-name basis with him now.) We didn't stop for a photo. We didn't want to bother him more than the folks already were.
We boarded the plane for the final leg of our trip and all went very smoothly from there.
Landing at the Manzanillo airport things changed. It air was hot and very humid. The people around us were as pushy as ever, but it didn't matter. We were here and that was all that counted.
Our taxi took us right to our door and we were greeted by our new neighbors Kurt and Stephen. They welcomed us and led us to our apartment. We chatted and got the lay of the land and then we were on our own to unpack and create a little home for our stay.
The apartment is three years old and has about everything you need to get started with your life down south, but not enough to be our "noemal". As you can see in the photos, everything is definitely of Mexican design. Concrete is the main building resource and they pour the entire layout. Kitchen cabinets are created in cement and roughed out with dark wood.
This apartment has the traditional design where the cabinets have no toe insets, so you are forced to bend over to do anything in the sink and on the cabinet surface. Very uncomfortable if you are preparing a dinner or cleaning up after yourself. We have had this design in most places we have stayed in Mexico. Those insets are something we really appreciate when we get home to the US.
Lights, what can I say? There are more lights in each of the three rooms and none of the light switches turn on a combination of bulbs that make the room comfortable. For example, in the kitchen/living room, there are eight lights in total in a room that is 16' X 18'. Four are inset in the ceiling, one is on the room fan, and the other three are on a decorative fixture near the kitchen sink. Two inset lights turn on when you flip one of the switches. The other two turn on with the decorative lights. I have not figured out where the switch is for the ceiling fan light. None of the combinations of lights give off a comfortable room light. When they are on you feel like you are in a warehouse. I think the ceiling fan light would be the best, but I am working on finding how to turn it on. (Upon edit, I found the ceiling fan light switch!) The lighting is about the same in the bedrooms but without the decorative lights.
Let's talk about our door. The front door opens inward into our casa. The door itself is rounded at the top and the looks like a regular door from there. It connects to the frame on the right and when it opens the rounded portion swings in and bumps up against the concrete archway above the door letting the door open about 82 degrees wide. Crazy, but so Mexican. We are getting used to stepping left as you enter the casa.
Ah, Mexico!
We are in the process of settling in. This includes buying groceries and also some of the items that make the apartment comfortable. The weather is very hot (95 degrees) and extremely humid. We went from 30 degrees with little humidity to this climate and we are feeling it. You can't complain, though. That is why we do these trips.
A note about this blog. I wanted to get rid of some of the weight I always carried as we traveled south. So I decided to leave the laptop computer at home and do everything on our tablet. I did some experimenting, added a small adapter for transferring files, and said, "Good to go!"
Well, I have found that the tablet works, but it is quite a different beast. They are very different and the tablet doesn't work like our friend, the laptop. So I am learning how to publish in the tablet world and apologize if the layout, content, and photos are different from the past. :-) (That's a smiley face because I don't know how to use emojis.) 😁 (Hey I found them!)
I will try to keep this blog updated the best I can. I don't want to bother you with daily rants, but will post photos content of interest when I can.
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