Well, we finally got our time. Mom flew to spend 10 days in San Diego with Gary and Arn and I cruised to the Mexican Riviera. We had a blast. Weather could have been warmer, but whose got control over that? Here's the ship anchored in the bay of Cabo San Lucas.

Here's the "smiling-relaxed-waited on-enjoying every minute" couple coming into port at Puerto Vallarta.

Don't tell anyone -- but that's Arn in a Teuqila drinking contest. We toured a family owned Tequila factory and sampled much goooood tequila.

After downing his shot he had to do a Mexican yell to impress the audience. He was competing against two other guys -- he lost -- but he came in second.

No -- this was not his second place prise!! But he had a great time dancing with the beauties.

Yes, here he is again -- dancing with the Mardi Gras dancers in Mazatlan. And no, I never did have any control, but we sure were having a good time.

Here we are aboard our mini-sub (yellow submarine) in the bay of Cabo San Lucas with our ship in the background. The water was beautiful and the sea-life was extraodinary.

It all ended too soon and the airplane broke before we could get out of LAX and had a disaster getting home and bags lost for a day-and-a-half. But in the end it was wonderful and we can't wait to do it all over again.
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