A little pick me up
Since I really need an excuse to think about it right now, I thought I’d post a few of the resort in Mexico where I will be in 17 days, the Iberostar Quetzal.
Pretty freaking great. There are apparently monkeys that visit the balconies (Bella, you are getting a new friend) and a Japanese restaurant in the resort. Cave snorkeling, jungle hiking and a bar at the airport. Passport, take me away!
That’s it. I’m coming. Pack me in your suitcase because I’m celebrating the holidays with you. Please, please, please take me! Agggghhhh!
I think the resort was saying that they have so much alcohol and no idea how it’s going to be consumed in a timely manner. Maybe they’ll pay you to come on board as a consultant in the matter?
Um, yes please! If only I could get paid to be an alcoholic.
http://www.fineliving.com/fine/pac_ctnt_988/text/0,,FINE_26036_87923,00.html
I’m fairly sure he and I should get married