Aunt Maggie's whole face lights up with unabashed glee at my acquiescence. "That's my girl! Just you wait until you see the lovingly kitschy decor that awaits us."
She loops her arm through mine, practically skipping as she leads us towards the lizard's gaping maw of an entrance. I can't keep the smile off my face at her unrestrained excitement over something so wonderfully silly.
The cheesy Southwestern decor doesn't disappoint once we make our way into the dim lobby. Every surface is crammed full of dusty ceramic lizards, cow skulls, and strings of chili pepper lights. An elderly woman with tightly permed hair looks up from her outdated desktop computer behind the scarred wood counter.
"Well hello there!" She greets us in a thick Southern drawl as Aunt Maggie approaches. "Welcome to t
