Marianne and I enjoying our very first beverage of the trip…while still at the airport. Priorities, priorities.
But seriously, does anything taste better than a Corona drunk immediately after stepping off a plane from frosty Canada into warm Mexico?
P.S. Apologies for the dark shot; the computer I’m presently using is not only trying to convince me to write in Spanish…it also doesn’t have anything resembling an “Enhance” tool.
