Some would agree that a 2 week vacation is magnificent but
facing the reality of being GONE for 2 weeks is not so magnificent.
Definitely worth it, tho!
Flying to my hometown is always bittersweet; since the majority of
my familia is there and my selected family is here.
We flew into Tucson May 15th, we immediately went to
El Guero Canelo & BK to judge our very own
Sonoran Dog Food War (El Guero vs. BK).
Umm Sonoran Dog how I miss thee. El Guero Canelo won, Hands Down!
The Travel Network got it wrong my friends.
That night I met up with my 2 best friends from Sahuarita High at the
Desert Diamond Casino for dinner & drinks.
Those girls haven't changed a bit, que locas.
I visited my dad & his family. It's so weird that I have 3 younger siblings I hardly ever see.
Cute kids.
We had breakfast with my cousin Patricia & her hubby at EL Merendero,
the breakfast burrito is a must.
Trav had the huevos rancheros and said mine were better but
I think he was just being nice.
I also had my very first Lemon Eegee (Thanks Lyndsey)!
I don't know how I survived the smoldering weather without one.
Pico de Gallo, they make the
BEST steak tacos ever!
For those of you seeing a pattern, eating indeed played a huge factor in our trip,
nothing better than REAL Mexican food!
After spending a few days in Tucson we drove down to Tombstone, AZ.
Travis is a fan of the Wild Wild West
movies so it just made sense. We walked the same streets Wyatt Earp &
Doc Holiday walked and took a few pictures.
We met my cousin Maribel in Sierra Vista,
loaded our bags in her car and proceeded into Mexico.
We continued our Sonoran Dog challenge by stopping at
Clementes Hot Dog stand for a sample of a true Sonoran Dog.
bread & standing in the street eating hotdogs!
The week flew by with the wedding preparations and such.
The wedding itself was BEAUTIFUL!
The pina coladas were flowing and I had my dancing shoes on.
The next day wasn't so grand, our table was one of the tables
that was served under temperature meat (I can only assume since I hear about food
handling from the Environmental Health Specialist at work), meaning we ha diarrhea
the next morning. Poor Trav he had to fly home feeling poop-y :)
The rest of the week was pretty low key. It goes without saying that I laughed a lot.
Then.....there is always a good-bye which is so hard but
I knew my love was waiting for me.
There really is no place like home and home is where the heart is.
So glad you're back and it sounds like a fiesta of a 2 weeks. Welcome home, honey. I'll see you soon. Can't wait to hear the stories in person.
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