Sunday, April 25, 2010

First Impressions and stories of Mexico City

I was actually pretty excited at first for my long layover in Mexico City.  That is, until the stories came.  After a really really long day, we arrived in Mexico City and all of us just couldn't wait till we get to the hotel and pass out.

We got into our transportation that would take us to the hotel.  Barely leaving the airport, we hear police sirens...we started joking with the Spanish speaker that the cops were coming for him to search his bags...next thing we knew...the police was behind us and pulling us over.

He came up to the van and opened the doors, then started having a conversation with the Spanish speaker in Spanish...we had no clue, of course, to what was going on or what he was saying.  After waiting patiently in what seems like an eternity, the speaker tries to explain to us what the popo was saying.  He said basically there is going to be a new law (so its not even a law YET) that crewmembers are not allowed in this kind of van...so we're asking then whats the deal now? are we going to be able to go now? or what?

He said the popo was saying that we might get fined and blah blah blah...the pilot was like ok just go fine the airline...just let us go right now...besides it is NOT a law yet so what is the deal?  He (police) just kept talking and saying stuff in spanish for like another ten minutes and finally closes the van door and starts talking to the van driver.

Now that we had the doors closed, the speaker starts telling us that basically the popo was trying to get money out of us and how it was really corrupted over there.  He was saying all that talk about the "new law" was all bullshit and it was ALL about the money.

The van driver came back in the car and we drove off.  We asked him what happened and he said the police asked him to pay him some money and he'll let us go...we were shocked and asked him if he paid him.  He said no, he just told the stoopid ass that he don't have any money...

We couldn't believe that the police (the people that we would go to if we needed help in a foreign country) were like that over there...so we were like well I'm not sure I want to be out and about walking around...what if we run into another popo and get send to jail unless we pay them???

We get to the hotel, and I am admiring the decors because it was a really beautiful hotel.  I'm thinking ok...I can deal with hanging out here at the hotel and not going anywhere...this looks really nice!  You can see from some of the pictures here that I took...the room was huge and very very comfy...

And then...While we were checking in, the other flight attendant comes up to us and tells us another story to warn us...and totally scared me half to death!

Story...to be continued...

3 comments:

Nadeem1414 said...
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Kristy said...

That is crazy!

Working Mommy said...

I LOVE THAT HOTEL PICTURE...makes me realize how I need a vacation even more :(