We spent most of our most recent trip at the Hyatt, Room 1701. Mom and Dad were in Room 1703, right next to the “Regency Club” lounge with endless free coffee, fruits, and danishes in the morning, and cocktails with decent appetizers at night. We usually like staying at guest houses, but when you’re accompanied by two wobbly people in their 80s, and who haven’t left the States since 1963 (Mom) and 1948 (Dad), a nice American hotel chain is the safer choice.
We arrived Saturday night after a long day that began with a shuttle van in South Jersey pulling into my parents’ driveway at 4 in the morning. From Philly, our only available flight to Houston was at 7:15 a.m., and the flight to Merida from there was at 7:20 p.m., which extended [Read more…]