So, a few hours after I had just told all of you about the wonderful, fresh food we’ve eaten, Kevin got violently sick.  We had deduced it must be the shrimp he had for dinner since that was the only thing we had eaten different all day.  A few hours after that, I became violently sick.  So, our new deduction was, maybe the ice in our blended margaritas?  WHAT WERE WE THINKING?!  We know better than that!

The next morning, Kevin had a brief conversation with Santiago, the caretaker at Casa Kukana.

Kevin: Our room is fine, but we’re going to need some more toilet paper.
Santiago: Oh, fun night, huh?
Kevin: Not really.  We had dinner at Calypso and both got sick.
Santiago: Jesus Christ, Calypso?!  That place is expensive!
Kevin: Yeah, we’re paying for it now.

So, that said, Saturday was spent at Casa Kukana.  Not exactly what we had pictured. And unfortunately, the thought of Mexican food is rather yuck.  As a reminder, if you’re going to Mexico soon, you’re not immune to everything, like we thought we were.  Bring Cipro.