You know it is time to go home when…you forget your map, forget your wallet, leave your ATM card in the machine, and then leave a restaurant without your credit card. I don’t know what to blame it on, the heat, tiredness, busy schedule, or just plain carelessness. For the rest of the day, the tour guide and driver kept a close eye on me and the driver got a kick out of asking every hour or so in his limited English if I still had the card. And I was left feeling amazed at how ridiculous I could be in one day. Ps, I did manage to make it out of the country with all cards and all of my belongings (as far as I know anyway.)

Flip Flops & Passports