On the Sunday morning, I was planning to do a walking tour of central Guadalajara with my friends. The tour was scheduled to start at 10.30am so we headed downtown a bit before then.
At 10am, the guide contacted us to inform us that they had cancelled the tour due to security reasons. Initially, I had no idea what they were talking about, but this would prove to be an ominous sign of things to come.
From there, things escalated quickly.
We checked the local news and unbeknownst to us, the most wanted drug lord in Mexico was killed during the previous night in a military operation near Guadalajara. This article explains what happened in a bit of detail:
Nemesio Oseguera Cervantes, known as "El Mencho", headed one of Mexico's most powerful drug cartels.
www.bbc.com
Drug cartel members retaliated by burning cars, setting fire to petrol stations, blockading roads and attacking security forces. The local authorities were advising people to stay indoors, and the city basically shut down for the day. You could see plumes of smoke all over the city, most of the shops closed, and most of the roads in and out of Guadalajara become unusable.
I quickly realised that I needed to get out of there. So I returned to my hotel, picked up my suitcase, then got a taxi directly to the airport while I still could. Luckily, I managed to do this before the road to the airport was shut. We had to take a bit of a detour, but the trip was actually quite fast as there were very few other cars on the road. It was eerie and surreal.
I arrived at Guadalajara Airport around 11.40am on the Sunday morning. My flight back to Mexico City was scheduled for 6pm, but Viva lets you change the type of ticket I had booked to an earlier flight. I figured I might as well switch to the next available flight, which was scheduled for 4.15pm.
As I was standing in the check-in area, attempting to change my flight in the Viva app, I heard gunshots in the distance. The crowd of people that had been waiting near the international arrivals area suddenly dispersed and started running towards my left hand side. I had been inside the airport for just a few minutes at this point, and people were scrambling to hide behind check-in counters, up staircases, inside shops... anywhere they could. Yikes.
I stood there in shock for a moment, watching what was happening around me, and honestly didn't know what to do. I ended up following the crowd and ran to hide behind a wall, leaving my luggage where it was.
There are plenty of videos and news stories about this on the internet. These video clips pretty much sum up the situation inside the airport at that moment:
After a few minutes, the panic thankfully subsided and I went back to where I had been standing earlier to retrieve my luggage. I don't know exactly where the gunshots came from or what happened to the person who fired them.
This was the scene in the airport a while later, once things returned to normal:
The airport suspended operations after this. They shut down the luggage system, and nobody was able to check in for their flights. The security checkpoint to go airside was closed. No aircraft were departing. Many inbound flights diverted to other airports.
When I arrived at Guadalajara Airport, many of the shops that would usually have been opened were not. And after that incident, most of the remaining shops also shut for the day. Only Shake Shack and a few convenience stores remained open.
I was able to change to the 4.15pm flight after paying 665 pesos (never mind that Viva advertises that this change is supposed to be free). But I couldn't yet check in my bag or go airside.
Unfortunately, I had brought a checked bag with me to Guadalajara. In hindsight, I should have found a place to store it for the weekend in Mexico City because this would later add to my problems.
In the meantime, I was getting hunugry and had very little food with me. So, I headed over to Shake Shack and ended up waiting an hour for a burger and fries. At least I wouldn't starve for a while.
Eventually the check-in counters reopened, but it was utter mayhem as so many people were now waiting in line and there were very few staff working. The queues were not organised at all and there was lots of yelling and shoving.
At least, by this time, the national guard had sent extra troops to the airport so there was a much higher security presence.
Four hours after I'd arrived at the airport, I had finally checked in and was through security. Once airside, things were a bit more normal. More shops were open, although the supposedly 24/7 Priority Pass lounge was about to close and would not reopen until the following day.
By this point, my 4.15pm flight had already posted a 2-hour delay. The revised departure time came and went, and there was no plane, crew, or even a gate agent at the assigned gate. In fact, there was barely a single Viva airline employee anywhere in the terminal - and certainly no customer service desk. Viva made absolutely no attempt to communicate with its passengers about the delay, and whenever I tried calling Viva, the call would drop out before I could ever actually speak to a person.
After the two-hour delay came and went, my flight simply disappeared from the departure boards and Flighty - not the airline - told me it was cancelled.
Many other flights had also been cancelled, so getting rebooked (or even just buying a new ticket on another airline) proved very challenging. And even if you did get onto a new flight, it was impossible to predict if that too would get cancelled or would be one of the lucky ones that actually run.
As the sun set over Guadalajara Airport, Viva still had my checked bag and I didn't know where it was. If not for that, I could have tried just buying tickets and checking in for multiple different flights, in the hope that one of those would actually run. But with a checked bag, that would have required me to abandon my luggage.
At least I had an Airtag in my checked bag, and this appeared to show that my suitcase was at the baggage claim area. I went downstairs to the baggage claim and sure enough, it was there among a huge pile of uncollected bags. Viva never communicated that my bag was there. In fact, the lost & found desk in the baggage claim area was completely unmanned.
Unfortunately, once I'd entered the baggage claim area, I was landside again and would not be able to go back airside until I had checked in for a new flight. That would prove easier said than done.
I now had quite a few compounding problems:
- I had no flight out of GDL
- Getting out of the airport was basically impossible at this point because the road was blockaded and there were no taxis anyway
- The airport hotel was already well and truly fully booked, so I had nowhere to sleep for the night
- The airport shops all started to close around 8pm, so sourcing food became a real issue
- GDL airport has no freely available drinking water and very few charging outlets landside
- It now became obvious that I wouldn't make my flight to Canada the following morning
In hindsight, I should never have changed my original flight out of GDL. That one actually did end up departing that night - albeit 3 hours late.
By the time Viva officially cancelled the 4.15pm flight, the best rebooking option they could offer was a flight 2 days later. The flight I'd orginally booked was already fully booked - as was every single other flight out of that airport that night.
I tried to rebook onto a different flight through the Viva website (there was no chance of talking to a human) and it would generally offer some ridiculous indirect route (e.g. a trip with an 8-hour layover in Cancun) and/or try to charge me a change fee, even though the airline itself had cancelled my original flight. Eventually, after refreshing the page enough times, I was able to rebook onto a direct GDL-MEX flight for the next day. That too got cancelled a few hours later.
While this was all happening, I had a small army of people trying to help, including my local friends in Guadalajara and even some AFF members who were aware of my situation. I am very grateful for that. Despite my and their best efforts, I simply had no way of getting out of that airport that night.