Vic and Rita went down to Tijuana for the day, Rita rattling
on half the time about this great restaurant on Mulagé off the park. So they went
there for lunch. Margaritas, guacamole and chips, tacos, the usual. Rita raved
about it, said it was the greatest. On the way back to Escondito, Montezuma’s
revenge hit both of them so bad, they stopped at a motel to recover. Rita was
still raving about the fabulous guacamole between trips to the bathroom.

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