Mexico...

It was great to see my friends Manika and Marie...and it was super nice to meet Marie's sister Phyllis, but the spa was to quite for me...no TV or Radio, no meat, no liquor, only one single guy. After day one Manika and I had to have a little rum and coke delivered from the outside to our room...for the next 2 days we were known as the party room! Why? I am still wondering.

We broke out of the spa on the third night and convinced Marie and Phyllis to come with us to the rodeo…it was my first, but it will not be my last. This rodeo was really an opening act for some band…when we got tired of the band we went down the street to some sort of carnival…there is where all the fun really began with the riding of the mechanical bull…alas there was no funnel cake but they were selling the bomb tacos…I have never had one soooo good

So in conclusion I have decided that I will never stay at a spa/resort while on vacation again…I will go for a treatment or two while on vacation, but never will I stay at a spa/resort, at least not until I turn about 50…I need to be where the people are…I mean why go to another country and not see the country and its people…I can hide from the world in my apartment…I do not want to spend my vacation doing it.