I’ve always had a reputation for jumping from place to place. Like the time I went on a 3 week trip to Europe, landed in Seattle for 12 hours and flew to San Francisco for a wedding. It’s been a common thing for me for awhile because, in my head, if there are opportunities to travel – I have to embrace it. So, this time was no different. I landed in LA from Seattle around 930pm tired from an overly eventful weekend of two weddings and what felt like reunions. Went to bed, woke up at 7AM the next day and went back to LAX. Yup, you read that correctly. I went right back to the airport so that I could catch a flight to Mexico City for work.
This wasn’t just any trip to Mexico City, this was 24 hours in Mexico and then back to LA. I have to admit, I forgot that I had a hair appointment when I booked this trip to Mexico. So I definitely had blue hair while doing a site visit with a team I was meeting for the first time. That’s normal right? Everyone can still take me seriously?
One of the great things about flying out of the USA internationally is that TSA Precheck still applies. I got through the international security line like it was nothing and headed to my gate where I met up with my coworkers. I was there with my handy mint green backpack ready to take on the flight to Mexico.
I have to admit, I’ve never fully comprehended just how giant Mexico City is. We started our four hour flight from Los Angeles to Mexico where I enjoyed some snacks and watched a few movies on the way there. As we began our descent over Mexico City, I was overwhelmed by what I saw. The city is huge. And not huge in the sense like Los Angeles. I swear, from the air, it looked like this city did not end. The mountains surrounding Mexico City were covered with buildings. One of the things about LA is that it’s relatively flat. It’s vast and spread out, looks like a concrete desert wasteland from the air but it’s relatively low buildings. Nothing outside of downtown is really that exceptionally tall. But when you fly into Mexico City, it is a completely different story. The city is as tall as it is vast. As far as the eye can see, it is buildings. Buildings into the mountains, all over the landscape and it’s overwhelming.
I’ve always known Mexico City was huge, but I guess I never really comprehended just how big it was. We landed at the Juarez International Airport and made our way through customs. It’s a relatively easy customs and passport control. They do have an interesting way of deciding if you have to go through the bag search. You walk up to the agent and they have you press a button. If it comes up green, they send you on your way. If it comes up red, then you get pulled to the side. It’s interesting. Luckily, my group came up all green and we headed out.
We met up with our ride and began the drive outside of Mexico City.