So there was this one time in Mexico…

Did I ever tell you about the time I was stranded in the Mexican jungle?

I went to Acapulco. It may have been during the time when the news was all about random tourist bodies washing up and mass graves being discovered. We may have been driving home to Mexico City.

Host mom may have said, "Kriss..no!" to being photographed.

Host mom may have said, “Kriss..no!” to being photographed.

Our car may have broken down on the highway.

Host Grandma may have found it funny.

Host Grandma may have found it funny.

We may have, at the time, been in the middle of the jungle.

Host Dad may have been the only one to venture out of the car.

Host Dad may have been the only one to venture out of the car.

It possibly looked like torrential downpour. Mexican jungle

We may have been rescued by a man in a truck who my host mother called “the green angel.” He may have pushed us to the nearest town.

Green Angel

We may have found it home safely via a bus adventure. I DEFINITELY loved telling Marcus, my mother and you dear reader all about it, afterwards.

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