This post is technically the first post about our trip to Mexico, but it will have nothing to do with us actually being in Mexico. Make sense? I know, but it will soon.
Almost exactly a year ago Jack and I went on this little trip to Texas - where my family and Garrett's family live. One afternoon while hanging with my sis-in-law, who had recently returned from a trip with her hubs to Cabo, she was telling me how much fun their trip had been. She also mentioned that there had been a lot of families vacationing there with little kids. Light bulb. Immediately, we both had the same idea - we should do a joint family trip! (Fabulous minds think alike - it's a real saying) Next I was looking up Garrett's school schedule, picking potential dates for the trip and figuring out with Lindsey which dates fit their schedule as well. A few minutes later it was decided, April 26 - May 3, 2013. The trip was born.
Fast forward to November. Gar and I decided that it was probably a good time to purchase our plane tickets - the earlier the better, right? We also wanted to make sure we could purchase three seats in the same row. When we looked up the flights from Salt Lake to Los Cabos we were really surprised with how expensive the tickets were, especially considering we were looking five months in advance. (We also had never had to buy a third ticket for Jack, so it was much more than our usual two tickets to Texas) But then I came up with a brilliant idea; "Gar, why don't you check and see how much the flights from Las Vegas to Los Cabos are? If they're cheap enough we can just drive down there." Turns out, flights from Las Vegas to Los Cabos are way cheaper - we saved about $600. So the tickets were purchased; our trip was official! Plus, now we were going to have an extra day of vacation in Vegas - and who doesn't love an extra day of vacation?
Okay fast forward again, now it's April 25. We spent our morning at the pediatrician (Jack, of course, got an ear infection the night before our international trip), picked up his prescriptions, finished packing our bags, loaded up the car, said our goodbyes to Guh-Guh, Hannah and Billy, and then we were off. The plan was a "quick" five hour car ride down to Las Vegas, where we would spend the evening with our good friends. Then in the morning we would fly from Las Vegas to Los Angeles and then Los Angeles to Los Cabos. Once in Cabo there would be a car service at the airport waiting to drive us to our hotel, doesn't that sound glamorous? (Spoiler, it wasn't - it was a van).
Okay well here's what actually happened. About three hours into our road trip, Garrett received an email from the car service in Cabo asking for confirmation on our flight details. After a few email exchanges, Garrett learned that the car service was unable to find our flight number. Red flag. Immediately, Garrett called Delta. So turns out our flight from Los Angeles to Los Cabos had been cancelled back in December but we were never notified. The agent from Delta assured Garrett they would rectify the problem; there were other available flights to Cabo the same day. The agent then tells Garrett, "I can put your family on a flight tomorrow morning from Las Vegas to Salt Lake City and then you'll have a direct flight from Salt Lake to Los Cabos." You are probably thinking exactly what we were saying, "ARE YOU KIDDING ME??" Garrett expained to the agent how frusterating this was since we live in Salt Lake, but we were already driving down to Vegas. But since we were over halfway there it wasn't worth turning around, so we booked the new flights. The agent promised Garrett that he would sit us altogether and that there would be no further problems.
Lies. About 45 minutes later, Garrett received our new flight confirmation email - which included our new seats. On our 45 minute flight from Vegas to Salt Lake we had two seats together and then one seat a few rows away, which is no biggie but kind of annoying. But on the flight to Cabo our seats were all separate and no where near one another - which makes sense, I mean two year-olds often sit alone on 3 hour flights. Garrett was pissed. After a long angry phone call, the problem was mostly solved. We weren't able to change our seats on the flight to Salt Lake, but they rearranged the flight to Cabo so that we would have our own row. Of course we did try demanding they move us to first class, but it didn't work (it's always worth a shot).
When we finally arrived in Vegas we were eager to get out of the car. Once we were checked in and rested we met up with my bestie Krysta for dinner. (Her hubs was supposed to come, but ended up having to study - dumb dental school). Although we were about to spend a week in Mexico eating Mexican food (which I already wasn't thrilled about), Garrett insisted we try this fancy Mexican place he loves. Even though Mexican food isn't my fav, dinner was pretty good and the company was even better. After din, we hit up Jean Philippe Patisserie for some gelato, watched the Bellagio fountains and explored the Bellagio gardens. It was a great ending to a kind of crazzy day.
Fast forward to November. Gar and I decided that it was probably a good time to purchase our plane tickets - the earlier the better, right? We also wanted to make sure we could purchase three seats in the same row. When we looked up the flights from Salt Lake to Los Cabos we were really surprised with how expensive the tickets were, especially considering we were looking five months in advance. (We also had never had to buy a third ticket for Jack, so it was much more than our usual two tickets to Texas) But then I came up with a brilliant idea; "Gar, why don't you check and see how much the flights from Las Vegas to Los Cabos are? If they're cheap enough we can just drive down there." Turns out, flights from Las Vegas to Los Cabos are way cheaper - we saved about $600. So the tickets were purchased; our trip was official! Plus, now we were going to have an extra day of vacation in Vegas - and who doesn't love an extra day of vacation?
Okay fast forward again, now it's April 25. We spent our morning at the pediatrician (Jack, of course, got an ear infection the night before our international trip), picked up his prescriptions, finished packing our bags, loaded up the car, said our goodbyes to Guh-Guh, Hannah and Billy, and then we were off. The plan was a "quick" five hour car ride down to Las Vegas, where we would spend the evening with our good friends. Then in the morning we would fly from Las Vegas to Los Angeles and then Los Angeles to Los Cabos. Once in Cabo there would be a car service at the airport waiting to drive us to our hotel, doesn't that sound glamorous? (Spoiler, it wasn't - it was a van).
Okay well here's what actually happened. About three hours into our road trip, Garrett received an email from the car service in Cabo asking for confirmation on our flight details. After a few email exchanges, Garrett learned that the car service was unable to find our flight number. Red flag. Immediately, Garrett called Delta. So turns out our flight from Los Angeles to Los Cabos had been cancelled back in December but we were never notified. The agent from Delta assured Garrett they would rectify the problem; there were other available flights to Cabo the same day. The agent then tells Garrett, "I can put your family on a flight tomorrow morning from Las Vegas to Salt Lake City and then you'll have a direct flight from Salt Lake to Los Cabos." You are probably thinking exactly what we were saying, "ARE YOU KIDDING ME??" Garrett expained to the agent how frusterating this was since we live in Salt Lake, but we were already driving down to Vegas. But since we were over halfway there it wasn't worth turning around, so we booked the new flights. The agent promised Garrett that he would sit us altogether and that there would be no further problems.
Lies. About 45 minutes later, Garrett received our new flight confirmation email - which included our new seats. On our 45 minute flight from Vegas to Salt Lake we had two seats together and then one seat a few rows away, which is no biggie but kind of annoying. But on the flight to Cabo our seats were all separate and no where near one another - which makes sense, I mean two year-olds often sit alone on 3 hour flights. Garrett was pissed. After a long angry phone call, the problem was mostly solved. We weren't able to change our seats on the flight to Salt Lake, but they rearranged the flight to Cabo so that we would have our own row. Of course we did try demanding they move us to first class, but it didn't work (it's always worth a shot).
When we finally arrived in Vegas we were eager to get out of the car. Once we were checked in and rested we met up with my bestie Krysta for dinner. (Her hubs was supposed to come, but ended up having to study - dumb dental school). Although we were about to spend a week in Mexico eating Mexican food (which I already wasn't thrilled about), Garrett insisted we try this fancy Mexican place he loves. Even though Mexican food isn't my fav, dinner was pretty good and the company was even better. After din, we hit up Jean Philippe Patisserie for some gelato, watched the Bellagio fountains and explored the Bellagio gardens. It was a great ending to a kind of crazzy day.
I scream, you scream...
Jack was obsessed.
We loved the tulip and butterfly filled garden.
Next stop, Mexico!
Boo Delta. That is the most ridiculous thing ever. Drive to Vegas, fly to SLC. Annoying.
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