And I'm over here- HOLY CRAP WE'RE GOING TO MEXICO!!
Or, rather, we've been to Mexico. We can join your special clubs now.
The patio doors stayed open all night for our first sleep. There was green stuff! And ocean wind! And humidity! (remember humidity? I think I'd forgotten). And it was so. not. cold.
Plus pretty purple and pink accents to the green stuff.
I may have wept.
Even before I saw the make-your-own Mimosa section at the breakfast buffet.
And then it was really just a question of which bikini- black? or blue?
And which book? (I do believe I packed eight.....)
Brian had the courage and wherewithall to breathe underwater and search for transparent Mexican fish.
While I read my stories.
In my blue bikini.
At times it was prudent to pause for refreshments.
Look around for a bit.
Meet the locals.
Maybe change it up a little, somewhere around Tuesday? mid-morning?
So very, very good.
Then, having grown accustomed to our bellies sated, we found ourselves at the end of our trip, and hungry at the Cancun airport.
With so much to celebrate.
Not the least of it being the apparent arrival of spring in Manitoba.
Our boy Micah having turned sixteen in our absence.
And our second daughter Jane about to become an adult, right after our return.
And did I mention the honeymoon?
Crummy picture, awesome time.
There's nothing quite like a honeymoon,
after the honeymoon has been over
for twenty some years.
In Mexico. Really.