10/25/18: flying to Tulum

Woke up, last day in Italy. Didn't sweat trying to eat one last decent breakfast. Got a hot dog at the train station from Mr. Panini. And I'll be damned if it wasn't pretty good. The same goes for the Italian airline food. Really, there's no excuse.  Neos might be a budget airline, and they might not have even tried to seat us together, but they certainly didn't on the food. The gnocchi for dinner was better than half the gnocchis I've had. Everything on the Alitalia flight was equally fresh and well judged. It's just down to whether the operator thinks your meal satisfaction is worth eating into the profits. 

Landed in Cancun, checked out our crappy rental car, which wasn't even a manual like I tried to reserve. Drive 1.5h in the dark at an effective 7am in the morning with only some hours of sleep on the plane. Now resting at the hotel.