We have been home for almost a week and I can still taste the guacamole and chilaquiles. It was our first family vacation and as always, Mexico reminded me of why I love to be there....warm, fresh tortillas, crazy, lively streets, bright colors on anything and everything, taco stands, the sun setting over the Pacific, scratch margaritas, little barefoot kids chattering in Spanish, fiestas in the square on Saturday nights, palapas on the beach with Pacificos at ten in the morning, sand between my toes, flip flops as the shoe of choice, tank tops, sun kissed cheeks, and siestas just to name a few. Spencer and Sahalie gave it a whole new meaning especially when Spencer attracted every neighborhood child between the ages of 2 and 10 with his monster trucks....even if he was the only kid speaking English. Can't wait to get back....
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