On Sunday or Monday we noticed about 4 people wearing masks, and one of them was a really, really old lady. It had seemed sort of hazy as we were landing, since Puerto Vallarta is on the pacific side, with the ocean and the mountains and the LA style inversion layer... I thought maybe the masks were asthma/smog related.
Tuesday morning, we turned on what we thought was the news, and it was like this: "Influenza, blah, blah, blah, Influenza, blah, blah, blah, INFLUENZA, blah, blah, blah! INFLUENZA!!!" interspersed with video of people frantically passing out masks. (My Spanish isn't very good.) I wondered if maybe instead of the news we were watching a Mexican production of The Stand. Dave said, "Huh." and turned off the TV. We were just trying to get an idea of what the weather was like in Denver.
At the airport we saw random people wearing masks. No one at the United counters had on masks, but some baggage handlers were wearing masks. One Asian family was masked, all Americans were unmasked. Carl's Jr. workers: Masked. Starbucks: Unmasked. Etc. I asked Dave if he thought we were going to be quarantined when we got off the plane. He said, "No."
When we got off the plane, we got a piece of paper that listed the symptoms of the swine flu, and it said to call the CDC if we got sick. That was it. You get sick in 2 to 7 days, so I guess we'll know in 1 to 6 days.
In the meantime, here are some cute greetings from Mexico. Jack was very popular in Mexico, especially once he started saying, "Hola!" (or owa!).
¿Cuántos años tiene su bebé? Mira a los ojos azules! Hola bebé!