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Mexico City International Airport (Aeropuerto Internacional Benito Juárez) is Mexico’s and Latin America’s busiest airport by both passenger traffic and aircraft movements. Our flight on American Airlines to Dallas was leaving from Terminal 1, but even the terminal is humongous. The AA agent suggested we go to the Avianca Lounge operated by Global Lounge (a Priority Pass lounge) because of its proximity to our gate. He said the Admirals lounge was very far away.
We went to Avianca Lounge and immediately turned up our noses (notwithstanding the Herradura staring back at us).
We looked at our watches and decided to make the pilgrimage to the Admirals Club. Trust me, it was very far. When we got to the Admirals Club, we were happy to learn that they have one of those airport golf cart things to transport guests around the terminal.
I’ve been spoiled by some of the really nice airport lounges that I’ve been to. The Admirals Club, located at Terminal 1, Concourse H, was not one of them. It was just mediocre. We were nevertheless pleased to be there and not at the Avianca Lounge.
The club had all of the basics one expects from an airport lounge: a place to sit, some peace and quiet, wi-fi, some food and beverages. The seating may look familiar to you. It looks like many other Admiral’s Clubs, except most have been renovated by now and the one in Mexico City has not.
There was a fully stocked bar and a bartender, but we were kind of tequilaed-out after four days in Mexico (although I admit, I had one last shot of mezcal).
The food was alright, meaning edible, but not delectable.
The club also had a business center.
I am aware that there were other airport lounges which may have been better (or worse) than this. I didn’t feel like hopping from one to another though (any more than I already had) and
Dave we wanted to take the AA cart ride back to our gate. Wheee, the cart ride was fun (except when Dave started calling out beep-beep to anyone in the cart’s way!)
All’s well that ends well.
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