Today is my Mexican birthday. I have two birthdays: the date of my actual birth, and my Mexican birthday. How did I get so lucky? By being hugely disappointed last year. We were supposed to be in Mazatlan in time to celebrate my real birthday, April 16th. I was really looking forward to going to my favorite palapa on the beach, eating a ton of garlic shrimp, and enjoying the beach, but the darn house just wouldn't sell.






