Off we go for Kimberly's birthday (we won't mention which number) on the seven-day Mexico cruise with Hans and Darrolyn and Barb and Alan. On the first day, we went to Cabo San Lucas and went snorkelling, but we don't have any picture of that. In Puerto Vallarta, we took a city tour. Here we are outside some church of Saint Something-or-other.
Look, there's a statue of him now.
And on to the folklorico festival, with our native dancers.
And the gruelling preparations for the dancing death wheel.
Here we are on the dancing death wheel. This takes years of training starting when the dancers are three.
A ten-year-old boy doing rope tricks.
And the dance of "chasing the wandering deer".
Here comes the deer now.
And then it's on to Mardi Gras, or whatever they call it in Mexico.
And now the moment you have all been waiting for.
Five men climb to the top of the sacred pole.
And one dances on top while the other four spin down to Earth.
Betcha can't drink just one.
Kimberly at the "cliff" diving.
The third port is Mazatlan, and we go to visit a Tequila factory. Here's a little puppy standing guard.
Our guide introduces us to the blue agave plant.
Here is the old method of boiling and extracting the tequila.
We have samples of the three grades of tequila, based on how long they are aged.
Our intrepid adventurers gearing up for the first shot. Note the butterfly tattoos that we all got in honor of Kimberly's birthday.
Bottom's up. It's 10:00 a.m. for the record.
Back at the boat in the evening, Kimberly gets a bouquet of flowers from our friends.
And the waiters all sing "O Sole Mio."
Barb and Alan at the dinner table.
Kimberly and Wade with their too-cutesy matching shirts.
Hans and Darrolyn.
And Wade entering the karaoke contest.
He made it to the finals but did not win. First prize went to the guy doing the worm.
All of our finalists.