Our second port of call was Mazatlan. We got off the ship and took a taxi to the old part of town. The taxis were pretty cool because they were open at the top, so you felt like you were in the middle of all the action. We walked around a little bit, saw this beautiful church, saw a bunch of people paying their property taxes (I know, so exciting huh?), and went to a mercado (that's a market for you non-Dora watching people out there). I think one of my most vivid memories of Mexico in general will be people asking me to buy their stuff. Although I did find myself loving to negotiate. There were so many things to see at the market. There were some tourists there, but you could also tell that a lot of the local people came for their groceries. There was an entire meat section that was not for the faint of heart. We saw butchers cutting up entire cows! And the smell was just divine. Cheryl and I had to walk through quickly. (Sadly, no pictures of the mercado, guess I was too busy holding my nose or trying to talk someone down a $1).
Mike, Cheryl, and Mike on the beach in Mazatlan. Well, I guess I should tell you a little about our friends that we went with! How rude of me to not introduce. Mike and Cheryl are our friends from Marysville, WA. We lived in the same neighborhood and had lots of fun nights hanging out, playing cards, and eating too many goodies. (Wow, that's all we ever do together!) They have 5 children, Cheryl stays at home, and Mike is a postal worker. ;)
Our insane friends decided to para-sail. Mike (my Mike) didn't even ask if A) I minded if he went or B) if I wanted to go.