Tulum and our departure from Mexico


The feeling of touching down onto Mexican asphalt could have best been described as pure and complete nervousness. Inside our luggage was 70 Cuban cigars while the legal duty free limit was 25 per person. This isn’t really an issue except for the fact that we had purchased them directly from farmers and didn’t have receipts to prove how little we paid for them. The import taxes alone would just about kill the entire purpose of the whole cigar idea. We patiently waited in line watching series of green lights flash at the roulette-style luggage inspection procedure and felt our hearts surge whenever a red light came on. Our friends ahead of us were unlucky enough to the red light appear, which assured us that we would likely not have a stoplight when we rolled up to the intersection. We both sighed out loud when we were given the go…

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