Day 7 – Friday June 22nd
Today was another example of gluttony and complete relaxation. In other words it was great! We got up for breakfast around 8:15 and hit the world café yet again. You just can’t beat the buffet!
After breakfast we went straight for the pool. Floating around in the pool is going to be sadly missed. While JEnn and I were floating like algie John and Libby borrowed the laptop to go email home.
While floating I inexplicably freaked out about work. I just ‘knew’ I had forgot something and would be in deep s*** when I got back. So We met up with John and Libby in the lobby just as they were finishing up their emails.
They went on to their room and I logged in to my work email.
And to my relief no major meltdown had occurred. At least that I could see via email. I did have a huge banner produced that management needed changed while I was gone…so that sucked. But other than that I had approx. 100 emails with various items to research or work on when I got back. No electronic pink slip…..yet!
After my freak out session was over we went straight back to the pool…this time armed with beverages.
We played in the pool until lunch time, and went back to El Patio…our favorite lunch destination on the resort.
Despite our better judgment Jenn and I kept our Corona IV in and continued the unobtainable quest for the perfect buzz.
After entirely too much food we went to yet another restaurant as John has developed a fetish for the ice cream they serve at the Seaside Grill. After our stomachs were ready to pop, we collectively determined the only logical thing to do was take a mid-day nap.
In our opinion napping is one of the single best things you can do on vacation. There is nothing like a midday nap with the wind softly rustling the palm trees and ocean waves in the distance.
We woke up around 4 and took a few pictures of the restaurants and bars. Check out some pics:
Before long we had to get back in the pool. It was almost 100 degrees and the humidity was near 100.
The poolbar was stupidly crowded but it did not deter us. We are fighters. Well, at least I (Mike) am. Jenn went to take a dip and I waitied a good 15 minutes to place my order. So naturally I doubled it once I was served. I wasn’t about to wait another 15 minutes!
When I walked over to the pool I could not spot Jenn anywhere. I calmed myself and kept looking but could not find her! Just before panic set in (for anyone who thinks I am overacting there is a hut 100 yards from the resort where we saw people hacking something with a machete yesterday) I saw Jenn…. but with a guy?! No wonder I didn’t spot her. I was looking for a SWF (single white female.)
As I approached I got a look at the gentleman who was all blinged out in silver jewelry. I had seen him earlier in the day and thought he looked like trouble. Turns out he wasn’t so much trouble as an EXTREMEMLY intoxicated Brazilian who knew little English outside of bad pickup lines.
He introduced himself as Marcello, or something close. He was slurring so bad you could pick 10 close variations and he would likely answer to any of them. His teeth were terrible. Think hollow bamboo and that’s about what they looked like. His eyes were so bloodshot I was surprised he could see us.
But he continued to talk on my arrival asking me a variety of questions including my marital status. I was less than friendly given his increasingly close proximity to both me and Jenn…and the fact he liked telling Jenn how fit her body was. While that’s is very nice….I didn’t need a drooling Brazilian stealing my thunder.
He finally went on his to way….to the bar of course. But somehow an iron table and chairs had been placed in his path. We seriously can’t figure out how this happened. It’s almost as if the staff saw this drunk guy coming and placed in his path just to see what would happen. And the expected result did in fact occur. He went crashing into the table flipping it upside down and sending all the chairs flying in different directions. Within 5 minutes he was passed out on a beach chair…..if only I had my camera for this one.
Shortly after we left the pool and got ready for the beach party. The resort holds this event once a week and sounded like a lot of fun. And it was. They had a lot of good food and drinks, but it was very windy. So much so, that towards the end it was practically a sandstorm.
Prior to the winds getting that bad John convinced me to go out and Limbo with him. By this point we had both consumed multiple shots of 80 proof liquor and our balance was less than stellar. We were both eliminated on our first try. But in our defense as we approached the bar they decided it was time to lower the bar levels….oh well. It was still fun.
After dinner we returned to our room and realized we were all pretty drunk….although Libby still seemed ok….if I remember correctly.
So Jenn and I called it a night and John and Libby walked the grounds for another hour or so before heading to bed.
Tags: Riviera Maya 2007, Travel
Michael, I have to say you look pretty tired or hungover in that picture of you & Jenn.
The chairs sitting on the beach look just like those Corona commercials!
It sure is beautiful there! love…Mom