48 hours, takeoff to landing. Subtract 4 hours at the airport, 10 hours in the air, 13 hours of sleep, and I had 21 waking hours in Mexico City to (as Deal Dad put it) “lose the funk” of an…
Plotting My Escape: ¡México, aquí vengo!
Regular readers may have seen a theme running through recent posts: “GET ME OUT OF HERE!”. In case you’re new to The Deal Mommy (welcome, by the way), here’s a recap:True Deal Mommy Confession: I’ve Been Wearing This. Regularly. Out…
Monterrey Mexico: Extreme SlugBug, World Peace, and Chickens
It’s so funny how the mind works. My first2board companion Jamison just tweeted out a photo from Monterrey Mexico that brought back memories. Memories of a restaurant in a mechanic’s garage, memories of Volkswagen beetles being both taxis and police…