Matt - Business Trip to Mexico

When I was eight and Rick was nine and Doug was seven, Dad took us on a business trip to Mexico. I don't remember the drive through California, but I do remember Mexico vividly. We went down to Baja, and I remember seeing light brown buildings everywhere, people hawking their wares and parrots along the roadside. When we stopped for gas somewhere, we saw that we had a bolt in our tire, and the gas station workers had it fixed in ten minutes. We bought Snickers bars there, and they were good. We got to the hotel that night, and it was right on the beach, literally; there was just sand surrounding it, it was kind of out in the middle of nowhere! We couldn't drink the water from the sink or use it to brush our teeth, we had to use bottled water. The hotel was pretty empty, as I recall. We went down for dinner, and ordered a ton of food, including my favorite childhood dessert, flan, and it was all super cheap and really good! The next morning, before we had to leave the hotel, we went and drove out on the beach. We all drove for the first time, and we learned why little kids shouldn't drive cars. We started just turning back and forth a lot, but when we tried to drive Dad's blue Bronco into a dune and through the water he had to intervene. We went out to breakfast and had eggs and other things, along with endless refills of the best orange juice that I have ever had. The young lady waiting our table just kept bringing it out, and I kept on drinking! After that, we headed out to meet with some growers. We sat in the Bronco while Dad went and talked. We were outside some fields and greenhouses. Later that day we headed back out. I remember crossing the border, and we must have slept after that until we got home. We had a great trip!

-Matt