No, it's not Juarez as in the city near Texas, but Puerto Juarez in Cancun. It's where you catch the ferry to Isla Mujeres, and none too soon. If I never see the hotel zone again I'll be very happy. But at least there was a nice sunset on the way to Isla Mujeres. Kind of took the sting out of the hour-long wait to check in at the airport (good work, Spirit!), the 90 minutes it took to get through immigration in Cancun, the luggage that was still sitting in Ft Lauderdale because we were so late checking in (good work, Spirit!), and the water splashing us as we crossed the bay. Oh yeah, the luggage was delivered here to the island. Okay, 24 hours after I got here, but hey. Good work, Spirit!
