Baby Levi didn't nap today, so I didn't get a chance to do a lengthy blog post. But I'll try to cover some ground on our travelogue!
We did a lot of flying and a lot of driving on our trip. That probably goes without saying. Poor baby Levi was a trooper.
Driving from Arizona to San Carlos was an adventure, though not nearly as bad as it could have been! We had four adults and two babies packed into one truck. Plus, all our luggage and a *bunch* of supplies Donna needed us to bring down.
Bryan and Levi were pros at packing an impossible amount of gear, tying it all down so it wouldn't blow out, and getting us ready to go. And then, just a little ways into Mexico, the authorities wanted a look into all the suitcases.
I tried to get a picture of them unloading suitcases at the border, but didn't get a good one.
Thankfully, after dragging two suitcases out, the officer had pity on us and didn't make the boys unload the other two. They sent us on our way.
The rest of the drive was smooth sailing. Babies napped and snacked, and the rest of us weren't squished in enough to dampen our excitement for Mexico.
The ride home from Mexico was a little less enjoyable. The babies (particularly Levi) needed more entertainment, and the adults were a little less excited. But at least Border Patrol didn't notice that my passport was expired!