Despite a lightning storm that kept us on the tarmac for two hours in Dallas and a cab driver who repeatedly fell asleep at the wheel while driving us home from LAX (Audrey to me: “Put your seatbelt on. NOW.”) we made it home in one piece and have since been unpacking and re-adjusting to life with drinkable tap water. It’s a rare trip that doesn’t end too soon, but it’s also a rare trip where it isn’t nice to come home, and on both accounts this one was no exception.
Isla Mujeres and the blue waters of the Caribbean, taken from the airplane window while flying out of Cancun.