Day 1 Feeling the wheels of the plane land against the tarmac knowing that we have safely arrived after just over 18 hours of travelling from cold old south London to the humid heat of Cancun, Mexico we step off the plane where I finally get a chance to stretch my legs after being stuck by the window so I could give Rach the chance to rest against me while she sleeps. Going down the escalator I'm greeted by a 10 foot plastic spiderman which is promoting Coco Bongos a night club Rach has non stop been going on about. Approaching passport patrol I could see the woman had a stern look on her face so I decided to use my charm; I put on my awarding smile and approached her passports in hand. "Hola," I
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