The Trials of Getting to Bucerias
April 23rd 2009 Our alarm clock rang at 4:00am. I sat up in terrible pain. For some reason, we had decided that our last dinner in SMA should be at a restaurant we had never been to and we ate really rich food. Mine made me ill, keeping me from sleeping all night. Hearing the alarm was a blessing as I was exhausted waiting for it.
The car arrived at a quarter to five, and I was fighting to keep down anythi
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