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Saturday Snapshot-Jalcomulco, Veracruz

Hello-it's time for another Saturday Snapshot*! Before I dive into another mini-series, I have some pictures to show you of a trip to Jalcomulco (in Veracruz, Mexico). I only had three pictures to show you, so I thought I'd show them to you now, and then next week I'll be back with a mini-series!

*This meme is hosted by westmetromommyreads.com







We went to Jalcomulco mainly to river-raft. It was such a great experience! Have any of you guys ever gone river-rafting? Maybe you want to? I'd love to hear all about your river-rafting hopes and experiences in the comments below!

By the time you're reading this post, I'll be travelling, so apologies for the late response to comments!

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  1. What a beautiful place! Wow, you have been to so many incredible places all over the world! It's great that you appreciate it so much. I love seeing your photos!

    Sue

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