Since our flight didn't leave until early afternoon, we did some pool lounging and drank it all in until it was time to head to the airport.
Clara and Trevor took one last look from their own little balcony.
Other than the fact that the van driver neglected to close the back door properly, and our luggage almost ended up scattered across the Mexican highway, it was a smooth trip home. Trevor's homemade sundial kept track of the time during the long flight.Sad to leave, but good to be home. Although this trip really did kick up some serious wanderlust for me.... Thank you, Grammy, for a fabulous time!
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