As the Burrito Burns

Step into the surrealishious and amazing world of Mexico as told through the eyes and mind of a teacher who has spent the past 20 years living in the coastal city of Puerto Vallarta. A wide range of experiences stretching from the serious to the sublime: living, working, marrying, birthing, teaching, eating, drinking, frolicking and fraternizing and so much more. There is so much to see and do, to tell and be told the list never gets old here at "As the Burrito Burns."

Monday, October 03, 2005

Plaza Santa Fe Shopping Excursion.

What happens when you turn thirty-seven adolescents loose with pockets full of cash and credit cards in a huge shopping mall? A spending spree of Herculean proportions! That was the case at Plaza Santa Fe which was our last stop before heading back to Puerto Vallarta from the College Fair. The Plaza Santa Fe is an upscale complex with every product imaginable and beautifully displayed. We visited Sears, Zara, Levi's, Radio Shack, Sony, Bershka, Hello Kitty, Adidas, Foot Locker, art and design stores, tons of shoe stores and the list goes on. There was even a high tec car on display for touring with the family complete with bullet proof windows and reinforced armor exterior! A must have for the upwardly mobile. After several hours, the girls came back with more bags than the boys but everyone seemed to find something to take home from the trip. I was happy to finally find the pedometer I'd been looking for, a classic martini shaker, some Indonesian napkin holders and a few treats for the kids. I could have shopped longer but my weary "dogs" refused another step. I plunked myself down and surrendered to half an Italian sub from Subway. Ahhhhhh. Trying to collect up the troops was a challenge since it seemed there were always a few kids in the bathroom, so we must have counted heads a dozen times before we could head out like a conquering army through the corridors, down the stairs, out through the Liverpool store (amid stares from the security people) out onto the sidewalk, through the parking lot, past the driving range and onto the bus. Victorious! Now we just had a thirteen hour trip home left to deal with and for the most part it was uneventful. The bus did take a wrong turn down a one way street that happened to lead us to the front doorway of a cop station and we were pulled over temporarily, but the driver got it all worked out pretty quickly and we were back on the highway. I'm happy to say we all made it back without injury or drama and the worst affliction was sleep deprivation in conjunction with sore muscles from "sleeping" in cramped positions. Hey, it was a small price to pay for such a great trip and I hope I'm asked to go again next year.

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