I Know The Guac Is Extra

     My friend and I have been talking about travelling together since about a week into our friendship a year and a half ago. We both love to explore and discover new places and have a sense of wanderlust ingrained into our brains. So after a couple glasses of wine (and when I say glasses I mean bottles), I accidentally purchased a trip to Los Cabos instead of getting the quote I originally thought I was. Without any research or forethought it appeared that we were off to Mexico solely based on the fact that the resort had five bars. To be completely honest, I didn't even know if we were headed to the Pacific or Caribbean side until the inflight map showed us our destination. In the end those two cheap 10 dollar bottles of wine cost us a helluva lot.       After a quick layover in Calgary where we slammed a few caesars to get our fix before a Clamato drought was sure to hit after crossing over the Canadian border, we were flying high and giddy as hell...