We're here! We arrived safely this afternoon and are now cozied into our little apartment on the hill. And is Sayulita ever delightful! The balcony doors are open with waves crashing, babes sleeping, geccos chirping, Daddy snoring softly, Reggae drifting up from the plaza, and the breeze humming along sweetly. Life is good.
On a less delightful note, Cole has the flu with a temperature of 103.2 (pre-advil). He started feeling badly today, about half way to Puerto Vallarta. Evie and Emerson had it over the weekend and missed school yesterday. The good news is that we had a small window of opportunity (about 24 hours), between sick kids, to travel. Evie and Em had made a full recovery by yesterday afternoon, and we got here this afternoon just in time for Cole to crash out. It's one thing to be sick at home (any home), but being sick in the airport and on the airplane...well, that's simply no fun at all. So, I'm feeling rather thankful that he didn't have to deal with that (much).
I'm off the recheck that temp...poor kid.
Thanks for checking in,