I Miss Google- Yours Truly from Mexico

No Joke.

100% serious, here people. 

More than I miss my comfortable bed and jacuzzi back home, I miss GOOGLE.

Seriously, from the bottom of my heart, I'd like to say that the inventor of Google has a special place in my heart. 

Since our arrival to Mexico, we have found that sadly but truly, toilets do not always come with toilet seats. 

A carryon handbag can indeed feel like the weight of three human individuals

Mexican Homeland Security can be intense. After Janette's grandma forgot she was traveling with her granddaughter, the Mexican version of homeland security was ready to question Janette's validity as a non-terrorist of the United States of America. 

A juice labeled "Anti-Flu" is completely the same thing as taking the flu shot. All flu symptoms arrive the moment after consumption. 

Real tortas in Mexico are the size of an NFL football.

Snails can be found in gorgeous, aromatic flowers. Getting your nose too close to the flower can come with its consequences

Falling asleep on a hard bench without tipping over is painfully possible.

So these are things that I was able to experience. But you see, Google would have helped me prepare for these situations, or prevention there of. 

For instance:

"Dear Google, what can I do to prepare my grandmother for airport etiquette when traveling out of the country together?"

"Beloved Google, what should I avoid drinking in Mexico?"

"Honest Google, what torta size should I at all costs prevent myself from eating in its entirety? Should I split my torta with Janette?"

And I know, that Google will always be honest. Always say it how it is. Always have my best interest at heart.

I'm counting the days till I can ask Google what tomorrow's weather will be. Where the nearest coffee shop is. And use Google navigation to get to the correct destination. Without first taking 5 wrong turns. Ask what the lyrics to the new song I heard at the grocery store are.

Mexico is indeed a work in progress. It's really time to invest in some more Wi-Fi, not to mention Stop signs. I never thought I'd live to see the day where I would actually welcome Stop signs.

Thanks for reading... My next blog will be more inspirational, I promise.

Mexico, Bad Bugs, and A Road to Recovery

I'm currently swinging on a hammock. Under a palm tree.

With my dear friend, Janette. 

Ok, ok. Not exactly a hammock and not exactly under a palm tree.

But I can almost bet that there is a palm tree within walking distance. And this Mexican Home Depot swing acts like a hammock, in the most modern of ways.

Today's journey took us to visit Janette's grandma. Whom she had not seen in over 16 years.

Or maybe I should rephrase and call it Janette's journey. Becuase she was pretty nervous to finally see the woman who had spent her first 5 years by her side. Then she moved away and never saw her again. 

It was a privelege to observe their first reunion. Pretty darn cool. And I made pretty darn sure that I recorded the whole thing with my handy dandy iPad...

No, we did not expect her to ask her for her name. Or to immediately change the subject to what we wanted to eat on our next visit. I expected more raw emotion and a few more tears. But, we allreact differently   and show shock in different ways. 

I'm pretty sure Janette's Grandma is just now realizing exactly who was at her footstep this morning. 5 hours later. 

I'm grateful for being present. I'm glad to be a part of something so special and unforgettable. 

I'm grateful for Mexico's Wal Mart and their (expensive) sun bronzers. Because now I am one step closer to a tan.

And Janette and her grandma are a step closer to closure and maybe a beginning of something beautiful. 

P.S. I have yet again gotten a reaction to foreign mosquitos or possibly an insect a bit scarier. My leg is itchy, twice the size of what it once was, and I refuse to visit a doctor and get an injection of something the doctor will claim to be good for me.

Until next time, dear readers....