It had me at donkey.

So I’m going on a honeymoon in two weeks. Which we plan to make a unique travel experience by doing no work whatsoever — no assignments or notebooks, no phone calls to experts or emails to chefs. An escape from travel writing for two travel writers. I found a hotel near Yelapa, Mexico, which is in a jungle on a hill over the beach, and which I’m told we can only reach by boat and donkey. I think I always thought that any honeymoon I ever had would be a trek across Siberia or somesuch. But this feels right.

USPS wisdom.

Post Office Guy: Are you getting married?

Me: Yes.

POG: Why?

Me: Ha.

POG: Where are you going on your honeymoon?

Me: Mexico.

POG: Be careful!

Me: Can I have my stamps?

POG: Have fun.