I was up with the dawn. I had to get my last glimpse of Zihua with the sun coming out, so I raced down to the restaurant area where I knew I'd have an unobstructed view of the pay and the sunrise. Believe it or not, I even beat the staff, so they saw me when I was standing on the palm tree abutment getting my pictures. They're all very good natured about the whole thing. I got some great panos and stills, and headed back up to the room. 
I surfed a bit and then finished the final packing. I had time on my hands so I emptied all the garbage and stripped the linens. I made sure to put money in the envelope for my awesome condo cleaner Silvia. I really like her and she made my room a home for the time I was there. I headed up to the reception area with my luggage in tow and dropped off the big bag and headed back to the restaurant for my last meal. They asked if they could arrange a cab, but I was going with Armando ($280 pesos to the airport). 
I brought down one of my beers. The others, I packaged up with some sunscreen, the candles, the lighter, some napkins, some repellent, etc and a note wishing them well. I had a great lunch and said my goodbyes to the waitstaff. They really are excellent. Zander, Nacho, Carlos, and Antonio are a pleasure, always a ready smile and great service. I went up to settle my accounts and wait for the cab. Juan Carlos was efficient and had everything ready, which I appreciate. I loved that he and Yoonuel always looked out for me, making sure I got back and didn't get into any trouble (well...not as far as they know, right?).
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And guess what? Armando, my ride was at the resort 15 minutes early (we agreed upon 2 p.m.), so I had no issues getting to the airport and checked in on time. I did forget to give his card to the front dest for room 402..so if any of you are there, and could pass on the information to them, I'd be most appreciative. The airport at Zihua really is a mess when it comes to getting on your plane. They don't have a system and everyone crowds to get on. I didn't care because I was in the 7th row and my seat was reserved, so I hung back and waited for the crowd to disperse a bit. On the plane I went and watched Zihua fade away behind me from the window seat.
I flew into LAX and it was all relatively simple. They have kiosks now to check you in with your passport. It prints out a picture of you on your receipt and you hand the receipt to the Customs Agent. He asks you a couple of questions, and off you go. Done. I head to the Southwest terminal, only to find that my next flight was delayed until after 9 p.m. I go up and ask when that will put me into Sacramento, and he tells me to go to Gate 9 because there's an earlier flight leaving for Sac and they'll waive the fee for me because of the amount of time my flight is delayed.Only one problem...my checked bag. It didn't make it on to the new flight. Ah well, no use crying over spilled milk. I took some great pics from the air of Los Angeles. It's really the only way I think the city even looks remotely pretty. And away I went! My cousin picked me up from the airport and I was home about 9:30 p.m. At 10:30 p.m. Southwest called and told me they had my bag and they'd lock it up for me until I could pick it up tomorrow.
My Stinkerbutt kitties Cabo and Tahoe took their sweet time telling me they forgive me for leaving them, but Tahoe acknowledged my presence the moment I walked into the bedroom. I could see her nose under the bed and she let out a little meow, so I know she was happy I was back. She just decided to bust my chops a bit before she'd let me give her some sugar. All is well in the Dizzy Crib!
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