Despite the name for Puerto Escondido, Jennifer and I were able to find it. Really, it is not all that well hidden - except the one flight to Puerto Escondido from Oaxaca City leaves at 9am in the morning, and the returning flight from Puerto Escondido to Oaxaca City leaves at 7:30am. The only thing that was hidden during our brief vacation was the sun, of which we only caught a glimpse during our first day. In spite of that, we still got plenty of pool and beach time - and even with the rain, we still had a very relaxing couple of days.
Just one more thing, our plane was small. Really small. Extremely small. So small that during our flight I distracted myself from staring out the window waiting for the wings to fall off by thinking of Our Plane Is So Small Jokes - a theme which Jennifer and I carried through our brief trip and which I will now share with you.
So before I get to the best of the best, let’s do this right.
Me: Our plane was so small.
You (altogether): How small was it?
Our plane was so small - it had a bumper sticker that said, “I brake for seagulls”.
Our plane was so small - it started circling dead animals.
Our plane was so small - old people feed it in the park.
Our plane was so small - all the passengers had to pitch in $2 for gas.
Our plane was so small - it regurgitates its food to feed its young.
Our plane was so small - in order to pressurize the cabin, the pilot farted. (That’s only one, I promise.)
Our plane was so small - it pooped on your car after you got it washed. (Okay, THAT was the last one.)
And finally…
Our plane was so small - while hunting for it, Dick Cheney shot someone in the face.
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