I've been to lots of places. 44 states. All over Western Europe, some of Central Europe, much of Canada. One place I haven't been, of all places, is Mexico. Even though I lived three years in south Texas.
But in exactly one month I'm going to remedy that. Never mind the drug violence, the beheadings and the kidnappings (they're apparently no longer just for the rich anymore -- or the natives!) The tourist area we're going to is relatively peaceful at this point. (Come se dice, "knock on wood?")
And never mind the economic apocalypse. For now I'm going to treat it like a bee at a picnic -- stay calm and pretend it's not there.
And it will undoubtedly coincide with an opportunity for a big national commercial.
Still, I'm going. This will be a real vacation -- one where I won't need to take another vacation to rest up from. One where I won't be staying in a different place every night. Or traveling 400-500 miles a day. This will be just four short days, filled with nothing but beach, pool and all the all-inclusive food and drink I can stuff down my gullet.
Arriba!
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Be very careful. One of my former co-workers' husband was killed when they went to a resort in Mexico. Struck and killed by a hit-and-run driver----and they were on the sidewalk. Zero help from the authorities. Mexico has become basically lawless. This was about two years ago, and it's a lot worse there now. Just read the State Dept. warnings!
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