There were no non-stops from San Diego — the closest international airport — to San Salvador. Cassandra realized she should have guessed that would be the case, since San Diego wasn’t exactly what you could call a hub. “I can book two separate flights — one from here to Mexico City, and one from there to San Salvador — or I can get a flight on United with a three-hour layover in Houston.”
Tony wrinkled his nose. “Neither one of those options sounds all that great.”
They hadn’t sounded great to her, either, but she supposed beggars couldn’t be choosers. “I know, but I also don’t want to drive all the way to L.A. just to catch a direct flight. So those are our choices.”
“Stopping in Mexico City could be fun,” he said after a pause to evaluate their two options.
Tony mentioning “fun” was
