Mexico, Guadalajara Day 1
We arrived after a very nice flight. I say whoever gave me ativan all those years ago was a moron. Xanax is way nicer, doesn´t make me too weird and I can still spell.
Neto met us at the airport so we didn´t have to figure out how to make a phone call from the airport.
First meal, tacos from a corner taco stand, heavy o the grease, lots of unidentifiable meatish bits, good salsa verde and roja with cilantro. We ate them at the hotel )Las Sabilas for anyone who wants to go look it up. I´ll figure out links maybe later. It is beautiful here, lots of water noises and plants everywhere. Best first day of family travel ever. Only one beggar child, and he looked clean and well fed, so I wasn´t broken hearted.
