After four days of raucous fun, my sister Beth and her daughter Maureen have left us to return to the grind back in Indy.
Continuing a Brogan tradition, my sister surprised Maureen just a day before arriving with the news that they'd be coming to visit for a long weekend. What's cooler than skipping a bunch of school to go on an international journey to Mexico?
- zipping through the rain forest canopy (that's Maureen) or rappelling (Beth) down waterfalls?
- leaping from boulders into the Bay of Banderas waters (apparently a young Lou Ferigno type was there too)?
- or a day spent in the sleepy surf town of Sayulita, including icy mango margaritas* and spicy chilequiles, all served beachside with your toes digging into the sand?
(This isn't really Sayulita at all, but this one's got the whole gang in it, and I knew you'd dig that)
It's really tough to say what was the highlight for us--Maureen, in all of her newfound teenage glory, might even have the gall to claim her fledgling Facebook account creation as the highlight--but I think the brief video below captures what made this visit so special for us (relax, I turn the camera the correct way after a bit).
Thank you for coming, guys. We truly miss you already. We love you.
Mike, Corrie, and the Bear
*Though Maureen did not partake of the mango margarita, she very easily could have at numerous occasions. There were a variety of bar touts--guys who try to work tourists into the bars to spend money--who clearly thought she was much older than her tender age of 13.