
In early January, I spent a few days in Mexico with the local chamber group. I was happy to tag along with my friend, Alice, who had earned her trip and mine. The weather was beautiful. Daytime temps reached into the 80's. The nights were a little cooler and required a light jacket for outings.
I hadn't been on a plane since a trip to Key West on my honeymoon. It was so surreal taking off my winter coat and putting on a swim suit in January!
I hadn't been on a plane since a trip to Key West on my honeymoon. It was so surreal taking off my winter coat and putting on a swim suit in January!

"We are taking care of ME for you." Of course, ME was the abbreviation of the hotel, but it's still pretty funny. I look quite natural at a resort, don't I?


The resort was beautiful although slightly geared towards the younger, partying crowd. One of the valuable lessons I learned during this trip is that I apparently do not have sea legs and I can never become rich because doing so would imply the necessity of buying a yacht. Well, I would only see the side of the yacht. That's how I spent the majority of a group outing to see the whales. Although some on the trip thought they spotted a spout in the distance, I was too busy spotting the ocean below me. I became sick twice. On the upside, I did my part to save the whales by, er, feeding them. 

In the end, I spent way too much on souveniers and returned almost as pale as when I arrived. My knees were a little tan but that was about it.
One of my most exciting adventures...I did manage to wrestle my hand away from this wooden alligator. Phew! That was a close one.
I finally have a stamp in my passport! Adios!
1 comment:
I love the picture of you next to the "ME" sign...you look like a model!
Glad that alligator didn't get your hand!
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