We've officially been awake for 22 hours time with only 2 hours of sleep last night and a few cat naps... It's been a LONG day.
Our day started at 4 AM (the ass crack of dawn) as we made our way down to the lobby of our hotel outside Detroit Metro to catch a shuttle to the airport. The breakfast buffet was out of coffee (Marco was not a happy camper) so Marco and Polo caught one of the first shuttles to the airport. Once at the airport, we managed to sit for 30 minutes less than 15 feet away from other members of our group, without even noticing (Marco blames the lack of coffee). We made it through check-in and security and played more of the waiting game at the gate. The waiting wasn't so bad because Marco finally got some coffee and we saw a guy with the COOLEST mustache ever. Don't believe us? Look at the picture below.
Promptly after boarding the plane, Polo fell asleep; Marco on the other hand, could not sleep... damn coffee. The plane ride was fairly uneventful unless you count finishing a book, complaining about being tired and flying over mountains! Here's a neat picture Polo managed to take while the person in the window seat in our row was in the bathroom.
We landed in Phoenix at Sky Harbor International Airport (pretty cool name huh?) and played a rousing game of 'Grab that Luggage!' with the baggage claim carousel. We then started what felt like the longest bus ride ever. Really people, it was almost 12 hours... We rode one bus all the way to the Mexican border where Polo managed to sleep through an armed guard (not doing the cabbage patch) checking our bus and then switched to a Mexican bus line for the rest of the never-ending trip. Fun Fact: Our Mexican bus driver's name is Marco!
Once safely across the border, we stopped at Immigration to fill out our Visas. Then the bus ride got much more interesting and included beer... It started out with Doc announcing a cut-throat horse race (Marco placed a bet on Horse #6, Slippery Sam from Arizona). Horse #5, Russell from Texas managed to win the race.
After the horse race, Doc tried his hand at hosting 'The Price is Right' where we all had to guess the prices of random travel items, the person with the closest guess that wasn't higher won the item, Marco managed to win a stick of deodorant. Near the end of the bus ride, Marco (the bus driver) stopped to get gas. This is where we learned that if you want to pee at a Mexican gas station, it's going to cost you 2 pesos... The rest of the trip went by uneventfully with only naps, reading and lots of snacking.
We FINALLY arrived at our hotel here in San Carlos around 9 PM local time. We checked into our room, dropped off our luggage, got confused by the light switches, found some toilet paper origami and then got right back on the bus. A less than 3 minute bus ride took us to the Beach House of our hotel where there was an endless buffet of amazing tacos and delicious drinks. After stuffing our faces, we opted to walk back to the hotel with some others in the group to avoid the bus. We made it back to the hotel just in time for Doc to pour some tequila shots (Polo's first shot ever!) to celebrate the end of our never-ending travels.
¡Quédate un empollón!
Marco y Polo
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