IM IN UR OCEAN. EATIN UR CARDZ.
So apparently when all you do is wake up, eat, sit by the beach/pool, eat, go back to the beach/pool, eat, and go to bed, there isn’t much to blog about. That and blogging from my iPad really wasn’t as easy and convenient as I thought it would be.
So let me sum up the rest of my vacation in one short and sweet post
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Celebrating Christmas in Mexico was a wonderful thing. First, no snow. Second, temps back home were an all time low of sub zero. Third, no commuting in snow and sub zero tempuratures. Decorations here were really subdued. There were some Christmas tree cutouts standing around that I wouldn’t have noticed had people not pointed them out. Staff in Santa hats for the three days we’ve been here were the only obvious clue that it was Christmastime.Read More →
The Saturday before Christmas, I left for Mexico with Curtis, Kristen, Kristen’s friend Julie, and Julie’s sister Debbie. The flight went smoothly. Well, as smoothly as a flight can go with a medical emergency. An older gentleman became unresponsive about an hour out of MSP. An attendant made an announcement requesting if there were any medical professionals on board, to please come to aisle 15. They managed to lay the man down in the aisle and get him oxygen. They also had the defibrillator at the ready. Kristen thought for sure they would land the plane to get him help, especially since we were bound for another country, but for whatever reason, we chugged on to our final destination.Read More →
Friday marked our last day of diving. In the afternoon we golf carted to Rudy’s shop. For dinner we revisited Caramba. Curtis had the whole fried hogfish, a special non-menu item. When we come back, I’m definitely getting that.
Since Saturday was our last full day, I sunscreened up early and headed to the Pool of Solitude.
It was overcast, but it was still warm. cklahr and I soaked up as many rays as we could. After eating our last lunch pool side (I was excited for the margarita flat bread pizza, but it turned out to be hand tossed cheese), we decided to go on another golf cart adventure to explore north over the bridge. Rudy also said he forgot to get a group photo, so first we headed to the dive shop.
As we left the dive shop, the golf cart felt a little wobbly. We pulled over north of Banyan Bay. A few locals came to our rescue and decided the alignment of the front tire was off. One called the golf cart rental company for us, and they drove a replacement to us. They drove the broken cart back. Someone stood on the back end to keep it off the front wheel.
Curtis had enough adventure for one day, so we dropped him off at the hotel. Nick, Kristen, and I continued north. There’s really nothing up there other than some new resorts. We drove past Grand Caribe, our old stomping grounds from 2010. Shortly after, our replacement golf cart came to a stop. We sat on the side of the road for a little bit, and again, some people came to our rescue. Miraculously it started running again.
On the way back, a local who was biking back to town after a long day of work hitched a ride with us. Nick chatted him up until we got back to the toll bridge. The cart was hesitating again, and we wanted to give it a chance to cool off before attempting the incline. There was a sign on the side of the road with weather evacuation information. It was quite interesting. I should have gotten a picture.
We couldn’t get back to the hotel soon enough. Nick bailed on us when we took a one-way street the wrong way and walked back to the hotel. After returning the cart (the hotel didn’t charge us for all our troubles) Kristen and I walked to Belizean Breezes, a homemade soap shop. It was like a Belizean Lush, but less expensive. And less smelly. And the owner was super nice. I bought a ridiculous amount of things.
I hit the pool one last time before dinner. cklahr joined me for a bit. I stayed in the water until it was dark.
For dinner we went to Elvi’s again. I opted for the garlic butter fish filet with coconut rice. I feel like I didn’t get enough of either during this trip. Probably because we ate a lot of meals at the hotel restaurant, Red Ginger. Also I had a nice run of coconut curry meals.
We packed up before going to bed.
Sunday we traveled home. We had no TSA Pre Check advantage this time around, but everything went smoothly nonetheless. Boo was very vocal about her displeasure of us being gone for 10 days but forgave us in record time.
My throat was feeling a little questionable, and I woke up congested, so I decided not to dive. My thoughts were that by taking it easy, I could fight off whatever was coming on so I could dive on the last day. Nick wasn’t going to dive, but then he decided to go, so I stayed back all by myself.
Because my face had a little too much sun the day before, I spent the day in the shade. I even got a massage at Sol Spa! When Nick and cklahr returned, we ate lunch poolside. It started raining right as we were finishing, so I stuffed the last of the fries in my mouth and high tailed it back to the room.
Once the sun disappeared behind the hotel—about 3:30—I suited up and jumped in the pool.
We went to the Blue Water Grill again because Kristen wanted to get the chocolate cake. Curtis and I just wanted to partake in sushi night.
On our walk back to the hotel, the famous Chicken Drop was just beginning. Quite a crowd had already formed. I’d like to watch or play sometime. One of these years…
