My family and I, no kids, all went to Cancun for vacation. And I want to go back. Desperately. If it weren't for Rylee... I don't know if I would have come home. We stayed at Moon Palace which is beyond a gigantic place. I'm still trying to comprehend but it sounds like there are 3 resorts in one. This place has about a million restaurants with all amazing food. They had an Italian, Mexican, Seafood, Steak, Hibachi and Brazillain restaurants plus I swear 5-10 more that served just plain ol' good food. Needless to say I put my baby weight back on. This time its just my food baby instead.
But it's okay. Vacation you are suppose to do that. Which is kind of weird considering you hang out in a bikini all day. Beyond the eating we did a ton of laying around which Steve lasted about all but a day with. The ants caught up with him on day 2. We also swam with dolphins, golfed (the dudes did), went to a spa, played volleyball, read, chatted, laid out, tanned it up, and drank tons of pina coloadas, miami vices, daquiries, margaritas, cervezas, chunky monkeys, all with about one drop of alcohol which none of us had a complaint with. In fact, I think I'd prefer the virgin drink.
I had no idea where to start with the photos so I'm starting with this. I'm sure I'll get annoyed and then just cluster pictures later on but I wanted to attempt and be organized.
For the first couple days the "Flow Rider" intimidated us but we eventually got up the nerve to try and tackle this beast.
We stepped up.
Found some assistance.
Biffed it right away.
Laughed hysterically.
Attempted until we almost got it.
Wait did we?
Nope!
Some eventually did. I never did so I went over to the kiddie side... asked an 8 year old how to do it and then mastered it. On my first try might I add. Which is no defeat considering I was surrounded by 4 footers.
No comments:
Post a Comment