Most of our time spent in Cancun was pool side. The pool was like a maze. It wrapped around, twirled, and then suddenly a dead end. I'm not sure I ever really figured it out.
We'd start our morning off with a little coffee ocean side and then head to a delicious breakfast at the buffet with the best, fastest, funniest, happiest omelet maker ever, and then head out to the pool usually around 10 and parked it there for at least 3-4 hours. Most people could handle this type of relaxation but there were a few in our group that found this to be rather boring. I can't fathom that mind set but i guess it's possible.
They called it lazy... I call it heaven.
Like this person for instance. This particular pesky husband got bored and pulled his wife into the water for no reason. Retaliation was attempted but she's a peanut and he's a man that throws hogs around for a living. Anyone could have figured out who was going to win this battle.
But sometimes they'd turn sweet and even let us sneak in some romantic moments.
However, Dad has an unusual mindset when it comes to Cancun. He'd sit in the shade, with a shirt on, and read, randomly get up without notice, go for a walk, go missing, and then return hours later with some type of ice cream or food. Every rare once-in-awhile he'd take off his shirt to tan under the shaded tree or hut. We never gave him any grief for this.
But mostly we just enjoyed each other and made beyond wonderful memories
Oh...Self explanatory...
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