Day 3: Not as eventful or interesting as the prior two days We walked a lot. We had the same breakfast as the day before. After breakfast we walked to the Market Plaza...like the day before. We walked around twice maybe three times. It's a small ass Market Plaza. We people watched. And what you see when you don't have your shooting irons. We got back to the room...like the day before. We went to the pool...like the day before. And it started to rain...like the day before. We ate lunch at the same place..like the day before. Isn't vacationing fun? I feel like I'm in a bad version of Groundhog Day. However, a rainy paid vacation day off in Mexico beats the hell out of a dry, warm, nice sunny day at work in Bristol.
The pool was enjoyable. Not too crowded. Not too drunk. Just the right amount of eye candy (I'm speaking solely of myself and TC.) You should see the livestock swimming and drinking in the pools. After we went back to the room for some wild lovemaking. When I say wild, I mean I took a nap and lovemaking TC went for a walk again to the Market Plaza to do some early Christmas and Birthday shopping. I told her I wanted a plastic lizard to play with and a Sombrero to wear to work for my Christmas gifts. I got nothing.
We ate that night at what we both felt as the best and most fun restaurant on the property. The Japanese, El Hashiru. Dinner and a show and I didn't have to share the Sushi appetizer, because TC turned as green as the wasabi when she saw the Octopus. We both got hibachi cooked veggies and shrimp and beef and chicken. I had Saki. I got buzzed. She got the white rice; I got the flied lice. I'm mean Fried Rice. Even though the Hibachi Chef was Mexican, he spoke fluent Japanese. Or it sounded like Japanese after the SAKI. It was a fantastic meal. Some nice fattening sweets for desserts and we were off to bed. Just kidding.
You're not getting off that easy. We went to the Magic Show. Prior to the show there was an audience participation competition. We got there too late to join. As if?!?!? The competition boiled down to the female mate to her male counterpart had to take a ping pong ball up his trouser pants leg across his "junk" then down his pants leg and back up the other leg across the family jewels again and down the other leg as many times in a 2 minute timing to win some prize. This is family entertainment. And yes, there were kids in the audience. Can you imagine TC doing that? I can't. She's very conservative. What she's doing with me can only be summed up as charity work or taking one for the female team.
The Magician was Sebastian. An Argentinian magician who came with 2 petite cute little lady assistants and some young someday to be a magician in his own right. The 4 of them wowed and audience of children and their inebriated parents. As I have seen the best magicians in the world (Penn & Teller), this guy had nothing on them. However, he was entertaining. TC had never attended a magic show. It was a win-win evening. In the future I hope to expand her experiences by attending either a cock fight or lady mud wrestling match.
Thus was day 3. Good night and good morrow.
The pool was enjoyable. Not too crowded. Not too drunk. Just the right amount of eye candy (I'm speaking solely of myself and TC.) You should see the livestock swimming and drinking in the pools. After we went back to the room for some wild lovemaking. When I say wild, I mean I took a nap and lovemaking TC went for a walk again to the Market Plaza to do some early Christmas and Birthday shopping. I told her I wanted a plastic lizard to play with and a Sombrero to wear to work for my Christmas gifts. I got nothing.
We ate that night at what we both felt as the best and most fun restaurant on the property. The Japanese, El Hashiru. Dinner and a show and I didn't have to share the Sushi appetizer, because TC turned as green as the wasabi when she saw the Octopus. We both got hibachi cooked veggies and shrimp and beef and chicken. I had Saki. I got buzzed. She got the white rice; I got the flied lice. I'm mean Fried Rice. Even though the Hibachi Chef was Mexican, he spoke fluent Japanese. Or it sounded like Japanese after the SAKI. It was a fantastic meal. Some nice fattening sweets for desserts and we were off to bed. Just kidding.
You're not getting off that easy. We went to the Magic Show. Prior to the show there was an audience participation competition. We got there too late to join. As if?!?!? The competition boiled down to the female mate to her male counterpart had to take a ping pong ball up his trouser pants leg across his "junk" then down his pants leg and back up the other leg across the family jewels again and down the other leg as many times in a 2 minute timing to win some prize. This is family entertainment. And yes, there were kids in the audience. Can you imagine TC doing that? I can't. She's very conservative. What she's doing with me can only be summed up as charity work or taking one for the female team.
The Magician was Sebastian. An Argentinian magician who came with 2 petite cute little lady assistants and some young someday to be a magician in his own right. The 4 of them wowed and audience of children and their inebriated parents. As I have seen the best magicians in the world (Penn & Teller), this guy had nothing on them. However, he was entertaining. TC had never attended a magic show. It was a win-win evening. In the future I hope to expand her experiences by attending either a cock fight or lady mud wrestling match.
Thus was day 3. Good night and good morrow.
Comments
Post a Comment