At least that's what I kept telling myself as I ordered a green mango shake every time we ate out while vacationing in PI. Sometimes, I had two. Yup, I'm pretty sure bootcamp will kick that crap right outta me once I start again. But for the time being, I'll let those memories of that not-to-tart, slightly sweet, and always smooth-shake linger a little longer. I have yet to find that anywhere here in the U.S. And they sell it everywhere in the PI. It was one of the things I was most looking forward to on our trip, because I had it the first time on my last visit. And never forgot it. Seems that the rest of my family didn't have any problem with it either, frequently enjoying it.
I will say, it was a great feat for Mr. Fliz and I to take both kids on super long flights and survived. It feels like we should get a badge or something. I mean we had a total of 15 hours of flight time--that's not including our two-hour stopover. Would we do it again? Absolutely, because there's too many places to see in the world, and never enough time. So, what's a little difficulty in family travel? Nothing, because it will make for great stories over time. Maybe a direct flight would be better.

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