Lancaster family vacation. Was. Perfect. Except for the whole revenge of Montezuma. It’s real people. But lets start with some photos of cats shall we?
Statler didn’t want us to go.
Neither did Waldorf. They knew something was up when their humans were up before sunrise.
This was our Mexican beach view for five whole days. Believe it.
This was our Mexican kitchen. Cook included.
This is our Mexican front porch. Yes the wall of the dinning room opened. No windows necessary.
This was our mexican bathroom. No need for a fan with the carved cinderblock along the top of the wall airing out the whole house 24/7 with the perfect Mexico breeze.
This is our Mexican sunset.
This was a Mexican bedroom.
These were our Mexican steps.
This is what we look like in Mexico.
Someone had her eye on Husband. If she wasn’t so dang adorable I might have had a problem with it.
Nothing like a good looking guy to carry you across the questionable stream in the road.
Did I mention that the beach house came with a hair stylist?
The spit was extra.
While Husband interviewed Auntie J she caught up on her Highlights reading.
And how adorable is Auntie S reading a ‘book’ upon request by Miss Z.
“I have a secret, how about you’re a boy. And your married. And your married to me”
– Miss Z
“But I’m already married to Jordan”
“We don’t have to tell her”
– Miss Z
This was our last sunset with Mister C and K just enjoying one of our SIX iPads….
And we got a panoramic of the beach to take home with us. Now to make up a good excuse for my pathetic looking expression in this last photo. Montezuma. Don’t mess with him. I was sick for our last day in Mexico. Very. Very. Sick. Was it worth it? Yes. Yes it was.
Happy 50th anniversary to my grandparents. And thanks for letting us celebrate with you in the beautiful city of Sayulita.