Learning English While in Mexico

We took the ferry over to Playa del Carmen from Cozumel for a day of lying on the beach and sunning. Same day I was taking shots of Pepto Bismol from taking shots of tequila the day before. We took a walk to the bus station, not because we were leaving, but because I needed to go the the baño.  If we would have been operating on all cylinders we would have purchased bus tickets for the next day's trip and saved 50% off the price for purchasing earlier but we weren't and we didn't.

The next day we said hasta luego to Cozumel and then Playa and caught a 10:30 bus for Mérida. The timing of our trip was perfect as we figured out beforehand that this bus would leave Playa and head directly for the cuota by way of the new highway and not even stop in Valladolid. It was the fast bus. We bought our usual snacks:water, Cheetos, cookies and Takes but no plaintain chips (big disappointment!) and while waiting for the bus we exchanged a few words with the little boy with the broken arm while he was tormenting a chihuahua dog being tightly guarded by it's female owner. I thought the little boy was traveling with the woman but later realized on the bus he was just quick to make friends.
He and his dad sat behind us on the bus but the boy quickly moved to the seat across from us. It was easier for him to ask if he could share in our snacks from there. Terry gave him cookies and we quickly made a friend. When I took his picture he wanted to know if I had any juegos on my phone he could play. When I told him no he told me to just download them. :)

Miguel was nine years old, had big brown eyes that he batted any time he wanted to make you smile, lives in Cozumel, and was traveling to Mérida to visit his abuelos. We quickly started using Miguel as a learning opportunity to study our Spanish. He and Terry played word games all the way into town. He knew quite a lot of English but we both had to laugh when Terry told him the English word for ballena was whale, but he corrected Terry and said, "NO..it's NOT whale...it's WHILE." 
Miguel's dad offered to hail a taxi for us, but we explained we were fine walking. He moved on with Miguel following. Miguel turned around and ran to us and gave the customary kiss on each cheek to me and hugged my neck. We had to laugh as we often think the one thing missing is not having children living next door to us to help us with our Spanish. But, if it was Miguel next door we would be learning the correct way to speak English instead!