Just stumbled across this great love letter to Mexico. Jen writes, “I’m a bit embarrassed to admit this to you, my beloved Mexico; but, I’ve flirted, and sporadically fallen, for other places in the past thirty seven years of my life. Think of me what you may, but I’ve been around the block several times before. I’m a travel floozy. Admittedly, I’ve grown fond of other countries, cities, and states; for some of the tantamount reasons for which I love thee. But this time it is a little different. I promise. I see something different inside of myself when I am embraced by you.”
I don’t think she’s in any danger of falling out of love. I fell in love with Mexico 34 years ago, and our relationship is still going strong…Then again, it was kind of an arranged marriage.