Ay Yi Yi…Tacos, Tequila, Tuxedos

You guys. My iPhoto annoyingly popped up the other day when I needed to charge my phone sans outlet and I realized I COMPLETELY forgot to share all of my pictures from Mexico. Yes, I did mostly drink margaritas. Yes, I did drink more margaritas than water for four days (safer, I think). No, I did not get kidnapped by drug lords. And, of course, YES I snagged pictures of the bride and groom from a stellar vantage point. (And no…I didn’t go to resort jail, though it was a close call.) I didn’t take my camera because helloo0o0o sand and water, but my iPhone proved to be just fine…and worth the extra dinero I spent getting international phone minutes.

I went to Playa del Carmen, Mexico in November for my work-twin’s wedding. Much hairspray and waterproof mascara was required, but worth it. Totally worth it. Fun fact: Speaking French with a Spanish accent does not mean people will understand you. Sigh.

Shots all around! Welcome to Mexico with tequila.

Delicious Cuban things, like rum, are legal in Mexico. No pesky embargoes. Hemingway-worthy mojitos all around! Mariachi, margaritas.

Eventually, the weather realized a wedding was supposed to happen.

“Who is more likely to be on time?” (Side note: Have you ever cut a wedding dress while a bride was wearing it?? On the wedding day?? I have and it is nerve-wracking and I never want to do it again REMEMBER THAT EVERYONE.)

COCOBONGO. I died when Moulin Rouge started. It is a (HUGE) nightclub in Playa with live performances of everyone’s favorite songs and movies. Basically Rocky Horror of everything you love.  

This is where resort jail is.

Adios until next time, Playa! Thanks for giving me so much almond tequila. Ay yi yi. ♦