ok, well ya see..
My friend shellybelly and I went to Mexico, cause her sister was travelling thou with an RV.
We did not know that. Trip was messed up from the beginning. Carrying this damn pup tent for some reason. Had to stop in Guatemala, where people boarded and sang to us. It was New York, New York.
kicking feet in the middle of the plane. My friend was proposed marriage.
Landed in Mexico city. And off to Puerto Vallarta . But not. 20 miles south in a RV campground.
Oh my. Pup tent. Banana Trees. Wet cold, and sharing a pup tent with dog paws all over it. Hey, I fed them.
I still have a little scar on my hand from where she got hit by a car trying to save me all bloody from broken tequila bottle. Yeah. We don't speak about it much anymore
She got me back by sending me on the most scary parasailing ride ever. Once we finally got to Puerto Vallarta Boat people did not care.
They were the size of pinky fingernail I was up so high.
O my god. She laughed and laughed, Kept yelling 'Pull left' as I was coming in and dying.
People were scattering on the beach, almost hit buildings...