Frequent readers of freddiep.ca will find this amusing. Over the past several months I've referred to Mexico as a third world shit-hole, a corrupt backwards hell-hole, and I swore I'd never ever return there to vacation.
So imagine how I felt when I was on the phone with a Sunquest representative yesterday booking a trip to Mexico. It was surreal.
I was talking to this woman, giving her my credit card number for an all-inclusive trip to Mexico which departs on Monday morning.
I know what you're thinking - what a hypocrite, what a big mouth flip-floppin' blowhard - and if that's what you're thinking, I understand, but let me explain.
I'm not going. My son Danny is. Danny's a good boy who's never given his mother nor me an ounce of trouble. He's always done what he's been told and never, and I mean never asks for anything in return.
For the past couple of years by wife and I have been urging Danny to go on a trip. We want him to experience as much as he can before he joins the everyday working world and going away with some buddies is something we wanted him to do.
Problem is, he never really acted on the offer until this week, and still it came at the urging of me and his mother. Reading week was coming up at college so we encouraged him to go somewhere.
Well didn't I crap my pants when he came back and said he'd like to go away with three friends next week and told me Mexico was the destination?
"Mexico" I said. "Why Mexico, it's a third world shit hole Dan!"
"No it's not" he sad. "A lot of my friends have been there and they like it. Dad, we've been there and you liked it."
He was right but that was before throats were slashed, bullets flew, hit and runs happened and the Mexican police looked the other way.
What was I going to do?
"Why don't you go somewhere else Danny?"
"Because when you go to Mexico you don't need a passport and most other places that don't need passports are booked full. It's reading week in a lot of places."
And then it struck me. He's 21 years old and old enough to make his own decisions and all the qualities I give him credit for are all the qualities necessary to travel to other parts of the world and survive. I couldn't argue any more. He wanted to go and he deserved to go, so he was going. I picked up the phone and booked it.
But let me tell you and tell you loud and clear. Danny may be going but you'll never catch me in that third world corrupt backwards shit-hole again. I'm a man of conviction.