Mom to three amazing little munchkins - but also a career woman and owner of two small business, my life is full to say the least. Becoming a parent was by far the most rewarding and challenging thing I've every "become" in my life, but it's the continued journey through parenthood - the everyday and the unforgettable memories - that I want to capture here. Stop by for a quick read, or stay for a while. I hope our stories serve to educate and inspire you on whatever journey you are on!
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Hotel Emporio Mazatlán
At first glance, it doesn't look like much. It's one of the many hotels in the Golden Zone of Mazatlán (the touristy "hotel district" of the city.)
I choose it for our weekend getaway with the kids because of their affordable rate on Hotel Tonight and because of their fun looking pools and beach access.
Unfortunately shortly after we arrived, Kenton took a nasty spill that ended up requiring 3 stitches at the local Red Cross. Within minutes of the fall, one of the hotel lifeguards was on scene with first aid to assess the situation and bandage the wound.
Numerous other hotel staff gathered around to offer assistance and help translate for us, including the hotel security manager, who provided us use of hotel transportation to take us to the hospital, wait for us while they stitched Kenton up, and bring us back to the hotel.
(My youngest is fine, by the way. The Red Cross took excellent care of him and he's happily recuperating at home now.)
The hotel did have a few quirks. For example, the cost to rent a room directly upon arrival was around 1700 pesos, but to book online it was around 1200 pesos. Instead of honoring the online rate at the front desk (which seems like it would produce more income for the establishment) they recommended that I go online to get the reduced rate - and then wait about 20 minutes at the front desk for them to receive the confirmation from the booking mediary.
However, overall (and despite the injury) our stay at Hotel Emporio was relaxing and fun and we would definitely come back and stay again.
Besides the fun kids pool, they had plenty of lounge chairs, hammocks and palapas to relax in poolside, as well as a nice beach area if sand and ocean breezes are more your thing.
And their food was delicious! I ordered ceviche Saturday night, which they gladly brought to our room so I could enjoy it while the kids wound down with some good old Spanish television.
And Sunday morning they had the most amazing breakfast buffet. It was seriously the bomb-diggity, complete with traditional Mexican food, waffles with sprinkles, and mimosas 🥂 (a relatively difficult find here in Mazatlán.)
Total cost for all 5 of us to eat all we could stuff in our tummys (with an unbeatable view and unlimited beverage refills) about $36 US.
And to make breakfast even more fun, there was a 9:00am beach wedding that took place right in front of us while we enjoyed our food and drinks.
If you are looking for a place to have a small destination beach wedding, this place would truly be amazing. I'll be getting pricing details and posting all the info over on the Be Photography Travels blog .. so stay tuned!
Thanks to everyone that prayed for Kenton and our family this weekend. Have a blessed week!
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It has always been a dream of mine to have my children become bilingual (while they are young and their minds are like little sponges.) Last winter, as many of you know, my family and I were blessed with the opportunity to spend six months in Mazatlan, Mexico.
We loved the experience so much that we decided to come back and have the kids attend school here for at least a year, and see just how much Spanish they can learn being fully immersed in the culture and community here in Mazatlan.
We applied for, and were approved for temporary residency visas, which allow us to stay for longer than 6 months (and up to 4 years) at a time. I flew down last month and got the kids registered at a great private school, and Monday we all arrived here in Mazatlan to start this new adventure.
I feel so lucky to be living out the dream I've had for so long... but like the title of this post reads, "living the dream isn't always dreamy."
The last couple of days have been hard… Like, …
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