where we almost died

loverboy recently looked up the airline we took from isla mujeres in which there seemed a very good chance we were going to fall out of the sky while crashing and burning and dying very horrible deaths (ok of course probably not, but while the captain was incommunicado on the subject of the very scary turbulance, the flight attendants were cheerfully droning on about a credit card offer. why yes, thank you, i would like to sign up for a credit card as my last act on earth. go ahead and slap some fees on it for posterity while you're at it.).

and guess what?

apparently there's a whole corner of the internet reserved for people who are not exactly enamored with the airline (except for this one defense/survival guide for future customers). but really? i mean, who knew you should yelp your airline? obviously all of you do. and after paying $43 for CARRYONS (which i guess we would have known about had we been a little more review-savvy and a little less gleefully impetuous over the appearance of such low fares. fools!), we will now check with the siri before we do anything ever again.

you guys, we are in a real-life digital mother may i.

other than that, our trip to the island of women was wonderful. we remembered to read reviews. even after that one couple oddly told us in person, with their own voices, while looking us in the eye that we should definitely eat at a restaurant we were considering yelping.

much to our surprise (until we read the reviews afterward), it was one of the best meals we had there. or so loverboy thought. i personally was a big fan of the nachos.

so now i've been educated that the only way to travel is by following the advice of those who've been there and done that. but doesn't it seem like reading reviews kills the adventurous spirit (pun not intended)?

i don't know. so here are some more pictures of our vacation.



i was literally the first person in Mexico to see the sun that day! ;)
this is the last remaining bit of a mayan temple on the island.

while observing a local basketball game, i noted that the disconnecting thing is happening in mexico too.

oh ho! not as disconnected as you think! also, love the sign in the background.

and alas, as my diana film was all mysteriously overexposed, these are all the pictures we have. i have to learn not to be afraid to whip out my big camera while abroad...