Officially Mrs. Evans

So, my sister is married and is officially Mrs. Evans. The wedding was in Los Cabos, Mexico.

I was in Daytona, Fl. at Big Stuf with a big group of teenagers, adults and children. So, I had to fly out of Daytona by myself to Mexico. I left my hubby and kids behind, which was really hard for me.

I have never flown into a foreign country, so I was pretty nervous. On top of that, when Jason took me to the airport that morning so that I could fly out...he was about to kiss me good-bye when I had the urge to throw up...long story short...I puked my way all the way to MEXICO and continued to puke my way through Mexico! That was REALLY fun times and NO I am NOT pregnant! Moving on with the story...

So, when I arrived in Mexico. The airport looks MUCH different that the airports that I am used to...plus there were lots of little Mexican men with machine guns...that was a very comforting sight. Anyway, I found me a little "Mexican" friend to show me where to go. I was then directed to a taxi. A taxi in Mexico is actually a 12 passenger van...at that point I made a new friend the taxi driver. I started panicking because he had already crammed about 15 people into the back and I was the last to load...GREAT...just my luck! About that time, the little man closed the van door and the opened the front door for me...SCORE, I got to sit up front! It was GREAT!

I finally arrived at the hotel...I was the last to be dropped off and my ride was as eventful as the rest of my trip had been. My little taxi driver friend really only drove one speed and that was somewhere around 80 mph. The scenery on the way there consisted of desert and goats and cactus. There is DEFINITELY no place like home!

When I finally arrived I was very happy to see my family. My uncle, who is used to traveling the world asked me if I was excited to have my first passport stamp. I asked him, what passport stamp? Long story short...remember my little Mexican friend that I talked about back at the airport...he apparently led me right past immigration...So I was in the country ILLEGALLY! More fun times!

Luckily, my sister's wedding was gorgeous! And I am VERY excited for her and Ryan! He is a GREAT guy! The rest of the weekend was great and I was glad to share in the memory with my family. I really enjoyed getting to spend some time with my baby brother...we don't get to see each other a whole lot.

When I arrived back at the airport, Continental would not allow me to load because I was illegal! Luckily for me, I made me another "Friend" at the immigration desk who helped me work everything out. I am pretty sure that Mexican men like red heads...good thing for me. I finally made it back to Texas and back to my family which is where I belong. I am pretty sure that I have no desire to leave the good ole USA again. God knew better than me that I didn't need to be a missionary in a foreign country, but that I was made to serve right where I am! Praise God!