Viva Mexico!

So Sunday I leave for Mexico for the next week. My flight leaves at 5:40 am from Philly. That's right kids - when your boss takes his time approving trips, flights get booked and you are stuck flying out of the world's WORST airport (and I've been in my fair share) at 5:40 frickin' am on a Sunday morning.

The upside is that I arrive in Chihuahua at 10 in the morning, a good 4 hours before I can check into my hotel room. I'm excited to see Mexico. I hear that Chihuahua isn't really a touristy town which is good. I've got a few more days of being ingorant and hoping to see a town full of annoying, ugly, little dogs who lead me to various Taco Bells. Do the dogs have any tie to the town? We shall find out - perhaps a Chihuahua Dog Museum - that would be awesome because I could get ALL my Chrismas shopping done...

Part of my visit has me driving up to the somewhat dangerous (or so I'm told) border town of Juarez before we pass in to El Paso, TX for a day. I'm excited to see the reaction on my Mexican counterpart when I tell him that we have to drive a half hour out of our way just ot drive to the New Mexico border and cross into the state so I can say I've been there and up the state count to 39 (plus D.C. and Puerto Rico)! We shall see how he reacts to my freakishness...

The big reason I'm excited about going to Mexico is that I haven't been there before. THat brings the country up to 15 (plus Puerto Rico - how are you supposed to count that??)