Monday, April 29, 2013, Las Vegas, NV

Since I had requested and got a late check out time of noon instead of 10 AM, our day didn't start in a rush.  Actually it was just like our other days here. We lingered over coffee checking our e-mail and Facebook accounts.

I went to the lobby and settled our bill at about 11 and then went back to our room to help Gerri finish up getting ready to travel.. At noon we sent our luggage to the lobby.  We went to the La Playa Restaurant at the Westin for lunch.  Gerri had fish tacos and I had a Cobb Salad.

Our shuttle to the airport was scheduled to pick us up at 1:20, we waited in the Lobby until then. The shuttle was actually a taxi.  Instead of taking the toll road from Jan Jose to the airport we went on the old road through town.  We hadn't been that way for several years,  There is now a Walmart and a City Club as you leave San Jose del Cabo going north toward the airport.

We were checked in for our flight and waiting at the gate by 2:30.  Boarding started at 3:40 and the flight was scheduled to take off at 4:22.  Because I was was taken to the gate by wheelchair we boarded with the business class passengers.  I have no idea why it's called business class instead of first class.  We were seated in the first row of coach class.  Immediately on boarding it was obvious that the head flight attendant was quite a comedian. He really seemed to enjoy his job.

Because of the pain in my left knee we have been requesting a wheelchair to take me from gate to gate.  This really paid off at John Wayne Airport in Santa Ana.  We had to go through Immigration,  pick up our luggage, go through Customs and then take the baggage to the Air Tran counter for transfer to Las Vegas.  After that we had to go through the security routine.  This all went quicker because of the wheelchair.

While we were waiting by the gate we saw our flight attendants in the area and learned we had the same crew going to Las Vegas as we had from Cabo to John Wayne.  On boarding we realized we had the same seats as did a couple of ladies that had sat on the same row as we did from Cabo.  The flight attendant's personality immediately began to assert itself.  He informed us that the flight wasn't full so after everyone was aboard we could sit where we wanted.  There was space in business class so we joked, can we move up front.  His response was there would be a contest.


The flight attendant, Stanley, announced that if there were any active military on board they could move up to business class, there were none.  He then asked about retired military, again there were none.  Then he said the couple married the longest would be moved up.  He set the minimum as 25 years.  Gerri told him we had been married for 41 years.  No one with more years of marriage spoke up so we moved up to the wider seats with more leg room.

On arriving at McCarran we were picked up by a young man with a wheelchair.  During the trek from the ramp to baggage pick up we learned that we had worked with both his grandfather and father at LVMPD.  We both know his Grandparents, David and Eileen Freeman, and are acquainted with his father David Freeman.

When we arrived at John Wayne Airport, Gerri had called her brother Hollis and ask if he could pick us up and drive us home.  He was able to and met us in the pickup area.  We got home about 9:30 PM.

What a great trip.  Two weeks at the Hacienda Del Mar with Gerri's mother, Neva.  And then two weeks at the Club Regina.  It was tough to say good by to the surf and the Sea of Cortez.