Eight Days in CDMX; or, How Grateful I Am for That One Year of High School Spanish

I needed this. So a month or so ago, I blocked off two weeks of PTO, booked some flights to Cancun and back, and then another set of flights from Cancun to Mexico City, and then forgot about it for a while, then frantically scrambled to get my accommodations and some semblance of structure and scheduling done for my big trip. Eight days in Mexico City, and the remainder at the Grand Krystal Cancun. Or whatever it’s called, it’s a resort with sandy beaches and lots of restaurants and live/DJ’d music. I arrive at Philadelphia International at 6am for my 7:40 flight, with instructions from Frontier Airlines to go to the check in counter to retrieve my boarding pass. <a href="https://medium.com/@itsmevichet/eight-days-in-cdmx-or-how-grateful-i-am-for-that-one-year-of-high-school-spanish-f799add206bb">Learn More</a>