Well, we had a few pretty uneventful plane trips to Acapulco, unless you count the moment when I tried to fill out the customs and immigration forms in Spanish. The stewardess inadvertently started handing out the Spanish forms to English speaking people. I thought, ok, I'll see how much of this I can actually fill out without looking at the English form. Apparently, Americans are not allowed to fill out the Mexican-American form. And I thought I was being so clever.

On our way to Mexico City, we went through several clouds; so cool. Even more impressive is flying over the clouds and seeing how they just hang there in the sky. La ciudad de Mexico is HUGE! I knew it was huge from Spanish class but actually seeing it sprawled out was amazing. And the multitude of colors; from the buildings to the houses to the trees.

Once we arrived in Mexico City, we ate at a restaurant in the airport called California Restaurante. We originally had a Spanish speaking waitress and I was determined to order only in Spanish. Unfortunately, Debbie and Jim could not so we ended up with a bilingual server. I have my work cut out for me: Between the accent, the rapidity with which they speak, the lowness of their voices and the fact that, as in English, several different words can mean the same thing, I've got my work cut out for me. Luckily, I love a challenge.

Anyway, I had chicken cordon bleu over spaghetti and Jim and Debbie had lamb tacos in a soft corn tortilla (I really like lamb) and lamb consumme. One thing about the restaurant that struck me as funny was the fact that they were playing American pop songs in English.

From there we asked several different people how to find out gate for Acapulco. I asked two people and Debbie asked one. Each one told us something different. Hmmm, boy did we look like the typical lost Americans. Finally, Debbie asked a federal police woman and she explained to me in Spanish how to get to where we needed to go. Luckily, I was able to remember some key phrases such as speak slower please and to the left or to the right.

We finally arrived at the Fairmont Princess Acapulco and I think this Fairmont Princess is even better than the one we stayed at in Phoenix three years ago. The place is huge and practically surrounded by the Pacific. Five pools, three buildings (Jim and I are in The Pearl and Debbie is in the Tower Princesa) and exhilarating views. I read a number of reviews of this place and they were very mixed. From the ocean themed carpets to the fun melodies the elevators play as you go from floor to floor (think the sounds of a child's toy) to the spaciousness and relaxing atmosphere, I already think this place is fabulous. I will venture out into the city to take some pics and tomorrow we plan on watching the cliff divers. By the way, I really really like palm trees.

peace,

Paul

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Well, we had a few pretty uneventful plane trips to Acapulco, unless you count the moment when I tried to fill out the customs and immigration forms in Spanish. The stewardess inadvertently started handing out the Spanish forms to English speaking people. I thought, ok, I'll see how much of this I can actually fill out without looking at the English form. Apparently, Americans are not allowed to fill out the Mexican-American form. And I thought I was being so clever. On our way to Mexico City, we went through several clouds; so cool. Even more impressive is flying over the clouds and seeing how they just hang there in the sky. La ciudad de Mexico is HUGE! I knew it was huge from Spanish class but actually seeing it sprawled out was amazing. And the multitude of colors; from the buildings to the houses to the trees. Once we arrived in Mexico City, we ate at a restaurant in the airport called California Restaurante. We originally had a Spanish speaking waitress and I was determined to order only in Spanish. Unfortunately, Debbie and Jim could not so we ended up with a bilingual server. I have my work cut out for me: Between the accent, the rapidity with which they speak, the lowness of their voices and the fact that, as in English, several different words can mean the same thing, I've got my work cut out for me. Luckily, I love a challenge. Anyway, I had chicken cordon bleu over spaghetti and Jim and Debbie had lamb tacos in a soft corn tortilla (I really like lamb) and lamb consumme. One thing about the restaurant that struck me as funny was the fact that they were playing American pop songs in English. From there we asked several different people how to find out gate for Acapulco. I asked two people and Debbie asked one. Each one told us something different. Hmmm, boy did we look like the typical lost Americans. Finally, Debbie asked a federal police woman and she explained to me in Spanish how to get to where we needed to go. Luckily, I was able to remember some key phrases such as speak slower please and to the left or to the right. We finally arrived at the Fairmont Princess Acapulco and I think this Fairmont Princess is even better than the one we stayed at in Phoenix three years ago. The place is huge and practically surrounded by the Pacific. Five pools, three buildings (Jim and I are in The Pearl and Debbie is in the Tower Princesa) and exhilarating views. I read a number of reviews of this place and they were very mixed. From the ocean themed carpets to the fun melodies the elevators play as you go from floor to floor (think the sounds of a child's toy) to the spaciousness and relaxing atmosphere, I already think this place is fabulous. I will venture out into the city to take some pics and tomorrow we plan on watching the cliff divers. By the way, I really really like palm trees. peace, Paul