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under Single LifeThis week I am going to Mexico with my family. I am sort of hoping for a Dirty Dancing moment. If you are not following me, this means I will be Baby, and a hot salsa instructor will be a hot salsa instructor, and we will fall in love under the Mexican sun, only to part ways at the end of the week with a heart-rending finale. This fantasy couldn’t be more far fetched. What is actually going to happen, is I will return to the Estados Unidos a burned and bloated version of myself, after having capitalized on the all-inclusive nature of the resort, which offers both proximity to the equator and proximity to buffet tables. Also, I will have no new salsa skills, except those involving the consumption of the food product of the same name.