Week 24.2: Truth be told, I am a serious pansy about things...Mexico is one of them. I have had so many bad experiences in Mexico I don't even give it a shot, especially being a mom. Our friends told us we had to go to this little town through Big Bend and I kinda rolled my eyes like yeah right. Well I did a lot of research, asked pretty much every ranger/park official I came across and decided to check it out. We ran into the friend we camped with outside of Carlsbad Caverns and decided we would go together. In the tag game we played trying to orchestrate going over there we met her camping neighbors and became instant friends with them too, so we made it a fiesta! Boquillas del Carmen is this tiny town that is hundreds of miles away from any other Mexican civilization and solely survives from Big Bend tourism. It was the most wonderful Mexican experience I could have ever hoped for! We were paddled across the river put on our choice of burros or horses and rode into town. A guide walked into town helping the little kids and then showed us around their visitor center, this beautiful overlook just past the town and then brought us to this restaurant over looking the Rio Grande. The food was amazing, had a mariachi singer behind us and the entire restaurant to ourselves. Our new friends brought the kids downstairs and played hide and go seek while I watched them from our view. After lunch all the town kiddos were playing futball and we joined in the fun. I'm so grateful my children were able to see how happy these kids were that have so little. I just loved the sounds that the donkeys made as we rode them around! We were told that the Mexican Hot Springs were better than the American side so Chad had to go check it out, not true. A group of Mexican Army men were bathing and washing clothes in the hot spring, there were dirty diapers littered all around the spring and not to forget the near puppy drowning. We all fell in love with this litter of puppies, our guide offered to have someone float them across to us, it was so hard to say no! We were paddled back across to America to our border agent via phone call.