We're going to Cuba! We threw caution to the wind and said, Fuck it!
That's pretty much all I can say about that right now. Excited doesn't cover it. I have a strong urge to sing-song, "That's right. Uh huh. You know it." Happy dance.
Someone pinch me. My god you can't mention Mexico without sending me into a 2 hour monologue about my experiences there and those trips were almost 10 years ago. After this I should be completely intolerable.