On a beach without a bikini...

... Mexican equivalent to being up the river without a paddle. For some obscure reason, my bag is in Miami. The TACA employees in Cancun are as mystified as I am as to why it ever reached there since I came to Mexico via Costa Rica.
Brief analysis of last 24hrs:
Arrive to Mexico City airport 2230 exhausted, stand for two hours to get through immigration (although better than the poor Brazilians who are herded into a seperate pen, have their passports taken, and then they are all interrogated individually) and make it through to baggage hall and distinct lack of my bag. After form filling in and a spot of ranting (and embarrassing teary moments) ended up in the main hub of the airport that is essentially a construction sight right now. Apparently for my own good - but frankly, since I will never fly there again, I cant see quite how. Embarrassing 1am call to friend in America who did his best to deal with a bawling Jane on the end of the phone. Ten mile trek around the airport - almost literally - eventually found me giving up and going to ludicrously expensive hotel. Managed to bargain a USD400 hotel room down to USD110 so that was remotely satisfying, I suppose. Shame only had five hours in it.
Early rise to get flight to Cancun and have conversation with Taca who assured me my bag still existed in their minds, if not mine. Arrival in Cancun airport and massively uncooperative staff who three hours later managed to get through to officials in M.City airport to establish that bag was in Costa Rica and hadnt been put on the flight today either. Contact with Costa Rica airport determined that bag was in Miami. No explanation whatsoever. Bag is travelling more than I am...
Apparently, it will be delivered to the hostel at some point tomorrow. Apparently. Trust Taca about as far as I can throw one of their stupid aeroplanes. Forced to buy bikini but only managed to find remotely acceptable bottom half so currently wearing that, sports bra, and new sarong type like thingie. Stupid thing obviously has no pockets so completely impractical. Oh, was forced to buy these items since - for example - is currently 9pm and about 35 degrees and dont want to think what the humidity level must be. Was obviously travelling in all heaviest clothes that are somewhat unsuitable for this clime.
So there you have it. My week of relaxing has been completely disrupted and my God Taca are going to pay for it. What with the compensation claim from them and Alitalia, will have my holiday paid for. Awesome.