Mexico City, but just the airport this time

Well, back in Mexico airport, and the day wasn´t getting much better.  Rick was feeling super sick, so he sat down with Mike and the bags, and Nikki and I headed off to look for a cheap hotel we had found on the net.

We enquired in some flash hotels, but they were a bit out of our price range, so we then began trying to get a taxi.  After having to tell a few guys pretty firmly that we didn´t require their taxi services, we tried to get an authorised cab. That went fine, until when we tried to get into the cab, and the guy told me that the hotel did a free bus from gate 4.  So we walked back form gate 10, only to find that our hotel didn´t actually run a bus.  So we headed further down to the other authorised taxi rank at gate 1.  We paid for a cab there, and jumped in, happy in the knowledge that the hotel was only 2 or 3 minutes away.  Turns out, not so much.  We did pull up to our hotel, but as Nikki was getting out of the cab, the driver decided that it wasn´t the right one.  So we proceeded to drive around, and out of the airport, into what looked like a pretty scary area.  I´m sure it wasn´t the worst part of the city, but it was wierd to see streets that belonged in the centre of the city right off a road running through the airport.

Eventually we doubled back round, and the taxi took us back to the hotel.  Poor Rick was concentrating on not passing out at this stage.  A quick spot of tea later, we were all tucked up in bed.

The next morning we left early, and headed back to the airport.  We tried to check in to our flight, but as expected we had to go through immigration first, since there had been nothing official done when we had crossed the border into Tijuana.  That was just a matter of filling in a form, paying $20 each (although we had been told it would be $42 each, so I´m not sure what went on there).  We legged it back downstairs, checked in about 25 minutes before our flight was due to leave, and headed straight to the plane.  Poor Ricky B was dying of thirst, so headed to the shop to buy us all water for the flight as we were boarding.  He had forgotten about security though, and when he walked out of the shop was forced to bin the waters to get on the flight!  Oh well.  Next stop Miami.