Our plane flew into Zacatecas in the midst of rainfall. The airport had one runway surrounded by red unpaved dirt, the smallest baggage claim I’d ever seen, and the most charming people I’d ever met. …
September 10, 2009
Posted September 10, 2009
Our plane flew into Zacatecas in the midst of rainfall. The airport had one runway surrounded by red unpaved dirt, the smallest baggage claim I’d ever seen, and the most charming people I’d ever met. …