In May, Chad and I went to Mexico together. Now, before you get all jealous and start envisioning white sandy beaches, warm breezes, all-inclusive resorts, and delicious all-you-can-eat Mexican fare, let me stop you right there. We didn't go to tourist Mexico, or, as I like to call it, "fake Mexico". No. Oh no. We went to REAL Mexico. That doesn't mean it wasn't great. It just doesn't mean, what you think it means.
Here we are at the airport in Puebla where Chad's brother, Kurt, and his family were living for a year while Kurt was on a teacher exchange. Puebla is a major metropolis just south of Mexico City.
Chad is not worthy of the bacon factory. We went on a little walking tour on our first full day there. It being Sunday, I'm not sure how I feel about this sacrilege.
Everyone wanted to take their picture in front of this fountain. Everyone. Maybe it's the only fountain in Mexico? I don't know.
I was taking pictures of the street life just as someone else was pointing. Talk about photo bomb.
Cathedral. Now, having traveled throughout Europe, I've been to my share of Cathedrals and Churches. Some even had Michelangelo paintings or sculptures. But this one was GINORMOUS with "mass" amounts (Did you get my pun?) of ornamentation, gold, sculpture and art. I mean, I was surprised and that's saying something.
Shrines shrines everywhere. Here's one in front of a pothole. My favorite were the bus shrines and the bathroom shrines. Pretty sure that wouldn't fly in the states.
Emma showing some pretty impressive flexibility on the bus. We had to take two buses to get to Nautla. They played this awful rated R movie that you couldn't help but watch because there was no where else to look. Lots of murder and abducting little children. We got to the last ten minutes and we had to get off. We were pretty sick to our stomachs. We get on the next bus and guess what movie they were playing? Oh man! We got to finish it. Yay.
At the hotel. Let me just say, at this point, I had not slept AT ALL for two days and only a few hours a night leading up to that point. I was losing my mind. In Nautla, we found a pharmacy with a "doctor" who worked behind the pharmacy. He pretty much thought I was a crazy lady but man, I needed drugs. He prescribed some pretty hefty ones. They did the trick.
Ready for the drugs to kick in.
The Woolner crew kickin' it at the pool.
The hotel had a zoo of sorts. Exotic birds and crocs, Crikey!
The restaurant at the hotel. Food in Mexico consists of a meat, beans and rice. If you are lucky, you might find a vegetable somewhere. They like corn. I consider corn a grain. I eat grain free about 85% of the time. Real Mexico was really hard.
This was one of my favorite moments. All seven of us crammed into a Nissan Sentra-sized taxi. Since it was Real Mexico and off season for even the Real Mexicans, the taxi driver Really wanted our business.
It was hot. You pretty much needed a hat.
Chad performing sacrifice.
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Chad has the same face when he's sacrificing Amber as he did when he was hunting deer with a plastic rifle.
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