Church bells, fire crackers, and manic mariachis
August 8th 2006 I thought we’d told all that there was to tell from Mazatlan, hoped that we’d start out this entry with crazy stories from the little town of Tequila where it just so happens they make the drink by the same name. But I would be remiss if I didn’t say a word or two about Paul’s squid incident, although I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if we left it out.
The night after we posted our last blog
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