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Was a great trip until captain nit wit turned into a real a-hole, got off in Acapulco, only to learn without the captain’s permission to leave the boat, I couldn’t get the paperwork needed to leave Mexico. Cab ride from hell back to the boat to kiss his navy ring to get something in writing. Before at the airport an American took pity on me and said you should get back in time to fly with me in my Cessna to Mexico City, where you will have an easier time getting help. Second white knuckle cab ride back to the airport, great plane ride to Mexico City, where a women and her daughter asked me why so glum, as I was spending my last few bucks on some beer, wondering WTF I’m going to do. Long story short these former Americans living there now took me in for the week it took me to get the necessary papers to fly home.
Here is the story they ran on us stopping at Gitmo.
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