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It was a sunny day and we were hoping it would last today.
Breakfast buffet (yawn). They were giving out a survey asking for feedback about the resort. I gave all my identifying information, but never heard anything back.
The bacon was awful today. It is one of the few things I enjoyed at breakfast. The other thing I enjoy is reading the news on my iPad and we were seated on the side that doesn’t get internet service. I couldn’t figure that out because it is one big room, only separated by a half wall in the middle. It was a mystery.
I got an omelet today and Zung was right, they weren’t good at all.
Zung went to the beach and I went to yoga. I know, I’m a glutton for punishment. The yoga tyrant told me he liked my shoes. Hmmm. When a man comments on a woman’s shoes, he is either trying to impress her or he is gay. I’m thinking this guy wasn’t gay and I think he was just trying to get me to let down my defenses. He was just as relentless as the other day. I literally had abrasions on my elbows. However, for some odd reason, at the end of the class I felt such a sense of accomplishment.
I went and collected Susie. We went to the Funjet booth in the lobby and arranged transportation for her to go to the airport the following day. I informed the Funjet guy she did not get the non-stop transfer that we had paid for.
Susie went to the beach and I went back to the spa and made reservations for her and I to get massages the next day before she left. I then joined her and Zung on the beach.
Susie is happy it is sunny. “Now, this is why I came to Mexico.”
I got sun. Lots of sun.
Nicholas avoided the sun because he had a new tattoo.
It was a beautiful day.
Everyone was in a good mood. The sun does that to you.
You have to be a confident 50-year-old to stand next to a body like Susie’s.
The sun felt so good. I was conscientious about re-slathering sunscreen on. Zung usually lets me know if I;m looking red. I even asked him and he said, no, I looked okay.
A bit of advice, DON’T OVERDO IT! (Warning – graphic photo coming up).