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First Family Vacation To Puerta Vallarta, Mexico

When we ventured on our first “real” family vacation to Puerta Vallarta, Mexico, I was in high school and I vividly remember blasting the Janet Jackson “IF” album around the pool as if it had religious meaning. I was living the good life! I was tan (although that’s relative), my hair was taute with braids, and I existed without a care in the world with the people I loved the most. My brother and I forged new paths- sneaking cervezas at the bar, buying chiclets from the locals and venturing into town. Our commute home from town wasn’t as care-free, as we got stuck on a 30 passenger bus with about 90 people (no SERIOUSLY), but it’s a memory we laugh about to this day and one I will never forget.

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First Family Vacation To Puerta Vallarta, Mexico

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  1. First Family Vacation To Puerta Vallarta, Mexico

  2. First Family Vacation To Puerta Vallarta, Mexico When we ventured on our first “real” family vacation to Puerta Vallarta, Mexico, I was in high school and I vividly remember blasting the Janet Jackson “IF” album around the pool as if it had religious meaning. I was living the good life! I was tan (although that’s relative), my hair was taute with braids, and I existed without a care in the world with the people I loved the most. My brother and I forged new paths- sneaking cervezas at the bar, buying chiclets from the locals and venturing into town. Our commute home from town wasn’t as care-free, as we got stuck on a 30 passenger bus with about 90 people (no SERIOUSLY), but it’s a memory we laugh about to this day and one I will never forget. WWW.BLACKWHITEREADALLOVER.NET

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