It was a deep, dark December day in Iowa. Cold, grey, snowy...did I mention cold? And yet, in our household, spirits soared and everyone felt toasty-warm with the knowledge that we were about to head to Oaxaca, Mexico, for 2-1/2 glorious weeks of warmth, snorkeling, shopping, snoozing in hammocks, and more warmth.
But first, we had to get there. That involved a drive to Chicago, an overnight in a hotel, a flight to Detroit, a flight to Mexico City where we met the Martin family and Ben got temporarily stuck outside when they wouldn't let him in without his boarding pass and he couldn't get in to get his boarding pass (the hazards of going out for a smoke break), and finally, a flight to Oaxaca City. Somehow, it all managed to happen and there we were, the eight of us, stepping out of a little plane onto the tarmac in Mexico to palm trees, a warm breeze, a starry sky, and the giddy punchy feeling of travelling for too long and finally being somewhere very special.
We took a cab to our bed-and-breakfast, La Casa de los Sabores, a beautiful little building in the historic district with an open air center, a gorgeous kitchen, and a bedroom for each couple and each set of brothers. Before turning in, we walked to the town center--the zocola. We sat and sipped drinks and had dinner while the kids ran around and played. Vendors tried to sell us things, and we bought some of them. We relaxed and marvelled that we were actually here, and planned what we might do tomorrow.
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Hi Ben, I finally got on FB and hooked up with the old gang from Ball State. SAllie, Don, Dave, Doug, Mike and the rest. We had some pictures of you and I was wondering "What ever happened to Ben Minkler"?Well now I see all is well. You might remember me as Kelly Higgins "86".Looks like you had a good time in MEX.
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