When I was caught to stay overnight at Newark, I desperately wanted to get a message to the roommate, Cleopatrick, so that he wouldn’t worry that anything bad happened. I discovered that yet another foible of my home phone line is that it does not accept collect calls. (I have to complain about that.) So, after trying different things, I managed to leave him a voice-mail message, paid on my credit card.
Cost: $17.73! Wowzah!!!
Then again, I had no choice, did I. At least all went well with my transactions while in Mexico. And I was able to connect to Skype while in Newark to let Esposo know what had happened.