On my drive to the airport last Thursday morning, I made small talk with Foxy. Which I am sure was difficult for him since I got him out of bed at 6:30 in the morning to see me off. Not so much that it was 6:30 in the morning, but because he may be slightly jealous of my three month departure. Anyway, I was trying to imagine that these will be the last steps on U.S. soil for me until February. I did not feel anxious, or nervous, just calm and excited. After fourty-two texts from Jill and Duane on Wednesday, I was ready to get the Cabo show on the road!
The first four days in Cabo were at an all inclusive resort called Dreams with about fifty of my (now) closest friends. We all gathered there from all over the U.S. Chicago, Denver, Hawaii, California just to name a few spots. The occasion was the Holler-Jones wedding.
Evan and Erika are a couple that I had the pleasure of meeting at puppy school. In the fall of 2006 we spent about six weeks of Friday nights teaching Ludo and Otis how to act like gentlemen. If only our boys could see how we do not always practice what we preach. Especially in Mexico.
So about fifty of us spent our days by the pool jumping off the infinity edge into the pool below, trying to convince each other that "naked time" was in two minutes, and ordering booze like we may run out at any minute. This is a sprint, not a marathon my friends. Wait, who am I trying to kid? But the highlight of this trip, was Erika. Beautiful and poised in her gorgeous gown. Her make up perfectly applied (fine work Jill) and her hair beautifully pulled back so that you could see the absolute joy on her face. And Evan, so proud to be waiting there for her on the gazebo over the sea. I am proud to call them my friends, and I am glad that I was able to start my trip celebrating such a joyous occasion.
Some side adventures? Oh yes, we had a few of those. There was the inpromptu trip into Cabo San Lucas on Sunday with Evan, Decker, Megan, and Duane where we found the most wonderful pesco taco resturante off the beaten path and encouraged Evan to make the Denver Broncos luchdora mask purchase. Monday and Tuesday by the pool and the ocean at the Hilton with an amazing friend. Monday night adventure on the local bus with D into San Jose del Cabo for another fantastic taco stand find and miniadventure through the locals part of town. "The longer we stay here, the more likely we are to get mugged." And Tuesday night another improptu trip to San Lucas, yet another taco joint, and dancing with the new couple.
Alas, as much as I wish we could all stay for another week, the lap of luxury has come to an end. I may be the last one to the airport today, but I am not leaving Mexico yet. Guadalajara, here I come!! (Maybe my flip flops will meet me there)
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