Thing is, you know you're getting old (and totally fit into the senior lifestyle of our hotel) when you look at the clock, HOPING it's time for bed, and seeing it's only 830!
Oh man... ok, one and a half more hours. If I can just stay up an hour and a half... that's a "normal" time to go to bed right?
It used to be I couldn't wait until "family time" was over and I could go exploring. Stay up all night. Go dancing, walking, WHATEVER! Now, I'm just as happy putting on my pj's and hanging out until I fall asleep. If I don't have somewhere to go, then why go looking!
Apparently mornings are quickly becoming my favorite time. Everyone's still asleep... the day is fresh. Clean slate. You have that tasty cup of coffee in hand and it feels like you have all the time in the world to do whatever you want! There haven't been any problems, set backs, or oops's... I love mornings.
From here down it's a mash up of photos from our time on the beach... some images I didn't catch, that I now wish I had, were of the fabulous bakeries we found, hole in the wall corner stores, fancy restaurants in the midst of what seemed like garbage piles and, well, I guess all things "Mexico". Aw well, if you check out my facebook you can see albums of those things from past years!
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Mom and Dad beside the pool SPRING BREAK!! |
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Dad rockin' his godfather look  |
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Dolla dolla bills yo       Our last actually supper by the ocean was at our hotel the following night... They were having a band and pizza party. That's when the seniors REALLY got wild. Video to follow |
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