December 29, 2014. Nuevo Vallarta, Mexico. Family.

They arrived…..finally. Any flight can be an adventure, especially if you have another flight to catch, but when Christina and the girls were leaving Jackson for Houston, all seemed to be well. The plane had been loaded and it seemed they would leave on time to catch the flight to Puerto Vallarta. But a passenger came through the door just before the door was closed. He tried to push his two cases into the overhead bin but they would not fit so he pushed and he pushed. And he broke the door. The plane could not fly with one empty overhead bin so they all waited. They missed the flight to PV. Clever Christina booked them on the next day flight immediately and she booked them into the Marriott Airport Hotel, so at least when they were stuck in Houston they would be comfortable. The restaurant is at the top of the hotel and circulated over the whole airport so as you dine, you watch the planes leaving and arriving. It was fun for them, even though they were really wanted to be in Paradise Village with us. They took a lemon and made lemonade. Now we are happy to have them here. Late lunch/early dinner we ate sitting at a restaurant on the beach. It was warm and sunny. They were pleased to be here too.