MC Revisited
Trip Start
Oct 15, 2007
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Trip End
Aug 24, 2008
The bus journey up to Mexico City was fairly routine, other than being quite cold overnight. As we arrived back in to Mexico City, there was an inexplicable crowd of people walking up a flyover which was closed to traffic. No idea what that may have been about. We arrived back at TAPO, the main bus station and got a metro to the airport, taking a new metro line which wasn't marked on the map we had been given by Alvaro. However, it seemed to be open and meant that we could get to the airport without having to take the busy commuter route, so we took it. We arrived at the airport station and unfortunately took a wrong exit out of the station; Mexico City Metro is not equipped with signs to such insignificant places as the airport. We found ourselves the wrong side of a major road and eventually navigated our way to the airport building, then walked miles and miles within it to the international departures section.
We had hoped to find a LAN office or someone at the check in desk at the airport in order that we could sort out getting some seats with leg room so that Jacob didn't have to spend the journey folded up like a paperclip. Unfortunately, it seemed to be impossible to find any LAN representative anywhere in the airport. We tried instead to check in online at a wildly overpriced airport cybercafe, but this turned out to be impossible too. Jacob eventually asked a British Airways representative, who happened to know where the LAN office was. It was hidden away up some stairs which looked like they were past the security area, down a dark corridor. Obvious, really.
Leg room sorted all the way through to Lima, we settled down to wait for the flight. After all of the usual airport procedures, we got through to duty free where we mooched about for a while smelling perfumes and spent our last pesos on sweets. Eventually, our plane was announced at a completely different gate to the one we had all been expecting, so there was a mass migration of passengers across the airport to the correct gate, where we boarded our flight to Santiago.
We had hoped to find a LAN office or someone at the check in desk at the airport in order that we could sort out getting some seats with leg room so that Jacob didn't have to spend the journey folded up like a paperclip. Unfortunately, it seemed to be impossible to find any LAN representative anywhere in the airport. We tried instead to check in online at a wildly overpriced airport cybercafe, but this turned out to be impossible too. Jacob eventually asked a British Airways representative, who happened to know where the LAN office was. It was hidden away up some stairs which looked like they were past the security area, down a dark corridor. Obvious, really.
Leg room sorted all the way through to Lima, we settled down to wait for the flight. After all of the usual airport procedures, we got through to duty free where we mooched about for a while smelling perfumes and spent our last pesos on sweets. Eventually, our plane was announced at a completely different gate to the one we had all been expecting, so there was a mass migration of passengers across the airport to the correct gate, where we boarded our flight to Santiago.

