viva la winnipeg

So while we were tramping through the streets of Auckland I happened to notice a little restaurant that made my southwest heart sing -- The Mexican Cafe. What a better way to end our final day in the city than with a little guac, chips and salsa, and an icy margarita...??

After our Domain adventure, we settled down for some Olympic swimming viewing in the hotel room and then off to The Mexican Cafe for dinner.

Upon arrival - all was well - fake cactus... check. Red, white, and green all over... check. Sombreros on the walls... check. Chips and salsa awaiting us on the table as we arrived... check. We sat down, ordered our Dos Equis and margarita and nachos to start. I'm gonna say it - the nachos were totally decent! The beer was cold... the marg was tequila-y... we were looking good. We were to split some fajitas for dinner... they came and they were... well, they were like stir fry in a burrito. Miss. You can't have it all, can you?

BUT - the best part about dinner wasn't the food... (gee - surprising, huh?) It was the table of local girls sitting right behind Josh. Our ears perk up when we overhear our favorite kiwi accent say "Yeah so I'm going to be taking off for Canada next week..." We look at each other and smile. THEN, we hear "I'll be staying with my family in Winnipeg. It's like right in the middle of the country" -- Josh looks at me in a state of shock and I immediately point to his shirt, which just happens to say "It's better in Manitoba" (thanks Stephanie!). We chatted up our new found kiwi friends about the irony and we toast to our common ground... Winnipeg. Viva la Winnipeg!