We’ve been back almost a week and it feels like we were never even in beautiful, warm, Sayulita.  I think we might be trying to forget our experience though.  At the moment, I have no desire to EVER go back to Mexico.  And a week later, our digestive systems are still twisted.

It’s not the trip we had imagined.  In fact, in between bathroom visits I said, “Why didn’t we just go to Hawaii?  We love Hawaii.”  But what kind of adventurer’s would we be if we went to the same place all the time?  How will we find that perfect warm weather surf spot?  I can’t say we’re planning another trip to Mexico anytime soon but never say never…I guess.  Not in writing anyway.  In my head, I’m totally saying never.  We have learned our lesson.  No blended margaritas.  No pico de gallo.  No “fancy” restaurants.  It’s Pacifico and street meat all the way.

It wasn’t all bad.  The first couple of days were perfect, really.  We miss you sun and heat and ocean.  We do not miss you, Montezuma’s revenge.  Will you just go away already?