Mexico

Quick, name the first two thing that come into your mind when I say "Mexico". If you said Tequila and tacos then your obviously not seven. If you were, the correct answer would of course be sombreros and Chihuahuas. Mexico turned out to be the most anticipated destination on our Caribbean cruise for those two reasons (sombreros and Chihuahuas not Tequila and tacos). If luck was really with us, we might have even witnessed a Chihuahua wearing a sombrero. Much to Emma's disappointment, we did not enter a mythical land teeming with small, quivering, neurotic dogs. In fact, not a single Chihuahua was spotted. Lizards, dolphins and tropical fish were all in attendance. Alas, no Chihuahuas. On the upside, sombreros we readily available (along with Tequila and tacos for the parents). Perhaps it's just that the small dogs don't frequent Cozumel. Maybe we'll have better luck in Cancun. There's always next year. By then it'll be time for a new sombrero, they don't last forever. Until then, if you see a child wandering your neighborhood wearing a pink sombrero and petting small dogs, know that's she's dreaming of Mexico, land of the Chihuahua.