so it turned out to be a two hour delay before we got off the ground and it turned out not to be a hurricane, rather the first named tropical storm of the season.
the first attempt at landing, felt like a stone skipping across the lake before we aborted about 20 ft from the tarmac. the second attempt we only got about 200 ft from the tarmac before calling it off.
we then proceeded to the closest “safe” airport, manzanillo, to refuel. now manzanillo has got to be in my top 3 most amazing airports. the runway runs parallel to the beach and the beach is literally right off the tip of the wing. its crazy. coming in watching the surf break on a beautiful deserted beach.
now manzanillo is not a busy airport. its pretty much shut down most of the day and only opens up for scheduled flights. well our flight was obviously unscheduled so they weren’t really prepared for us. nothing’s open, not that there’s much there, so we’re all herded into a small waiting area outside the terminal to kill time while they refuel and figure out what to do.
after about an hour, we reboard and head back for another attempt at landing in cabo. a little bumpy but we finally made it….seven hours behind schedule and nobody on the plane has eaten in about 10 hours.
