Part 3:Leaving Cancun.....Our last day in Cancun was crazy. We were trying to get the little children out of the city but the airport was closed and we spent the entire day at a neighbors house making phone calls and eating the most disgusting thing imaginable, well it was the only thing left...a package of macaroni and cheese made with powdered baby breast milk....what is more disgusting is that it tasted soooo good at the time. The neighbors were able to arrange for a plane to pick up the children and they told us we could fly to mexico city with the kids. However, as we were on the way to the plane we were informed that 2 other children needed to get out as well, leaving us with no seats on the plane. crap. my sister and i broke down at that point, not knowing how we would get out. Our "parents" drove us to a town called Merdida late that afternoon and after 7 hours of the scariest road i have ever been on, we arrived and checked in to the last hotel room in town at the Hyatt. God, a shower has never felt so good...and lights...and flushing toilets!!!!yup, it is the little things in life that really matter...:) We received the best news ever that evening as well---my uncle in mexico was sending a plane for us the next day at noon!!!


So we went with our "family" to eat without a doubt the best breakfast we have ever had. They were "cochinita" sandwiches(baby pig) with the hottest hot sauce imaginable. We ate 3 each and could not feel our lips afterwards. Below is our "cochinita" cook....god bless him...we were the only gringas in there....and we somehow managed to eat more than any mexican man in there:) no shame after a hurricane.....

The airport in Merdida was a mess....1,000's of tourists sleeping on the sidewalks and lawns...we were told by the airlines that we could have left by November 2nd......i have never before felt so blessed to be able to leave somewhere....god bless family in times of need. We were in the air by noon on wednesday....

Vegetables tasted so good.......I will never eat an oreo or pringles again......we lived off of that the last 3 days....yuck....
We were flown into a town in Mexico called Toluca. My mexican famliy picked us up and we had a wonderful dinner with all of our cousins.....the next day we relaxed at their home and played with our little cousins.......

As I sit here in Vail I realize how blessed I am. My sister and I have been though a horrible break-in together in 1988, were in a tornado in Wyoming in 1991, the earthquake in Northridge in 1994-where we lost our home, we were in the largest storm in the century in southern Germany, and now we have experienced Hurricane Wilma together....guardian angels do exist by the way. what we learned is shown below....hang onto your family through life:)
be thankful for new friends in hard times........

and yes, it is possible to go to a beach resort in Mexico and to come back without a tan.......

and yes, I have promised Veronika she can book our trip next time:)