Kittens and Mittens: Mexico is the Bestico

Weekend of April 17th 2015...our lives changed forever. After going to Baja many-a-times across many-a-years, I'm disappointed to say that all those times I had no idea what I was missing.

Thank goodness to a referral from a friend of a good friend....we were introduced to the Baja Shrimp Taco. Sold at a nameless taco stand with light blue painting by K-39.

That, I must say was the highlight of the trip.

But other great, great times include:

Taylor bowing to the random strangers at Splash as they grabbed her hand to dance
Taylor not having a bathroom near her bedroom so always wanting to use ours...and us constantly saying no and suggesting alternative places to go (pee on the balcony, the tile floor, take a crap in the shower, etc.) She even wrote a short story about it. Apparently Taylor was a hit in Mexico!
KARAOKE MACHINE! One of the things I've continued to learn and rediscover about myself as I get older....is that I was born to karaoke. I can't think of anything else that hits the fun level quite so high for me. It combines every element I love... making a fool of yourself, singing/screaming, dancing, and just losing control completely. It's number one. And karaoking in Mexico takes on a whole new level of "who cares what people think about me"
In conjunction with the above: taking the karaoke machine to the long line outside of Tacos El Yacqui (our other true love mexican stand in Baja) and singing to the customers. And having the staff at Yacqui dance on the wooden polls of the taco stand and dance around in the kitchen. I even asked strangers to come up and sing, but no one took me up on that one.
"Charlie's Place" - make sure to use the finger bunnies when you say that one. Keeping with the karaoke theme, our first night there we went to a restaurant/bar right near Las Gaviotas that Robby had been before and it turned out it was karaoke night. We didn't get up to sing that night, only because Jose and Daniel had voices like butter and hogged the mic all night. We didn't mind though, I would've paid to hear them sing
Piling in the back of Ryan's truck and cruising up the PCH of Mexico
Laying out on the noisy beaches of Rosarito, getting hit up to buy jewelry and random ceramics every 10 minutes...and having to practice a huge amount of constraint to say no each time..because their so authentic and such good price, just for you mi amigo!
Hiking up to the Jesus statue at K-39. We have always driven past it but I've never gone up there! It was an amazing view and a cool thing to do on a Sunday...visit Jesus.
Nothing contrary to any previous Mexico visit, but sitting on the balcony and watching the sunset with some of your closest friends and lovers....well...how you say in English? Priceless
A minimal 1.5 hour borderline wait to get back across to good ole USA. And I'm not kidding....1.5 hours is minimal compared to the more recent 4 hour line waits we used to have on Sundays!!!

Mexico is probably our favorite get away and I hope to retire there one day and join Barbara at La Fonda every Saturday night.