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Fantastic Vacation – Part Dos

Alrighty.  So Wednesday morning, we got a call at around 8:30am that the rental company was there with our jeep (30 minutes early).  We threw on some clothes and went down to sign the paperwork and get the keys.  Then grabbed breakfast and went back to the room to get ready. 

We headed back north toward downtown in search of the transversal road that crosses the island.  After a few wrong turns and asking for directions, we finally found it and headed off to the San Gervasio ruins.  It’s a small ruin site on the island that is believed to date back as early as 100 BC.  It was super hot and super humid, and even though I thought I was going to have a heat stroke, it was cool walking through and seeing all the structures. 

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Not to mention all of the iguanas!  They were everywhere!

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After the ruins, we hopped back in the jeep and continued our drive across the island.  The road dead ends into the road that runs the length of the other side of the island.  There are a number of restaurant/bar/beaches there, so we wanted to go check things out. 

The first place we stopped was Coconuts.  You walk up a bunch of steps into this giant covered palapa where the bar and tables are setup.  We walked through there and out the other side to find sand, tables with umbrellas, and the most AMAZING view of the ocean from our perch on a cliff.   Being the person I am, I had found coupons online for a number of places in Cozumel and printed them off, just in case.  Sure enough, this was one of them.  So we ordered our giant umbrella drinks and some lunch:  Fish Tacos and Ceviche.  It was YUMMMMY.  The ceviche had lots of lime juice and a little bit of a spicy flavor.  Fan-freaking-tastic.  The fish tacos were pretty damned good, too.  So we kicked back, ate our food, sipped our drinks, and enjoyed the view.

There were several dogs milling about that must belong to the owners.  They were really well-behaved, not bothering anyone, not begging for food.  Just chilling in the shade.  While we were there, these dogs ended up laying at my feet!   Red kept joking, calling me the Dog Whisperer.  And saying, “….and you aren’t sure if you’re ready for another dog!” 

After that, we headed further down the road and passed a number of other beaches but decided to keep driving to see what else there was.  We ended up at the Freedom in Paradise Cafe, aka the Bob Marley bar.  While it did sit on the beach, you couldn’t walk out into the water from there because of all the rocks, but man, that was the most peaceful, tranquil place I’ve ever been in my life.  We ordered a couple of pina coladas and found ourselves a table near the water.  I swear we sat there for nearly an hour in almost complete silence.  You could hear the waves crashing on the rocks, the faint reggae music in the background, and stick your feet into the softest sand I’ve ever felt.  It was like powdered sugar, it was so soft.

Pure heaven.

From there, we were almost to the end of that side of the island, but as we turned the corner back towards the side our hotel was on, we stopped at another beach club that was designed for more people.  However, like everywhere else, it was pretty deserted, too.  We had about an hour before it closed, so we, again, ordered some drinks, and then took a quick dip in the ocean before lounging around some more.  Then we started heading back to the hotel.

It was, by far, the most laid-back, relaxing day EVER.  Worth every penny.  We loved it so much, we were considering keeping the jeep another day so we could do it again on Thursday. 

That night we were total bums and pretty much hung out in the hotel room watching movies.  Red had a headache so we ended up calling it a night.  I was wired and rearing to go, but popped an ambien instead so I could get some sleep.  The next day was our last full day there so we didn’t want to spend it sleeping late.

To be continued…

So much to do, so little time!

A week from tomorrow, I leave for my much-needed, well-deserved vacation to Cozumel.  It was supposed to be a girls’ trip, but everyone but me and Red wimped out.  Apparently everyone else is afraid to go with us because we are just “party party party.”  Whatever. 

Red and V went to Los Cabos last year (I couldn’t go because they accidentally scheduled it on top of a work conference I had to attend).  Red and V had never really hung out or spent time together one on one, so they got to know each other a little better I suppose.  V is very laid-back most of the time, and was looking forward to carefree days, lounging by the pool or on the beach.  Red, who had been through some rough stuff with her husband recently, was in full let-her-hair-down-and-live-it-up mode.  So needless to say, there were some conflicts.  Nothing major, and they both had fun, but I guess some residual comments have been made.

Either way, Red and I are going to have a blast.  I just know it!  I’m all for lounging with a book and a pina colada on the beach, sight-seeing, and nights out partying.  We’ve got 5 days, so time for a little of everything.  And since Red and I DO hang out and DO know each other pretty damned well, I don’t think we’ll have any problems telling the other one when we’ve had enough of something.

The downside, Red is about 5 foot 4 inches tall, with a great figure.  Me, I’m 5 foot 7, and a good 70 pounds heavier right now…the heaviest I’ve ever been in my life.  We’re going to look like Mutt & Jeff.  I didn’t get nearly as serious about going to the gym these past two months as I’d planned, so haven’t made much progress there.  But at least for the past two weeks, a fire was lit under my proverbial ass, and I’ve been hitting the gym pretty hard on the weekends at least.  During the week, I just can’t make myself get up early enough to go before work.  And after work, I’m just drained.  Excuses, I realize, but it just ain’t happening. 

I started fake-baking last weekend, in the attempt to get some kind of base color on my lily white self, otherwise I’m likely to burst into flames at the beach!   I’m not tan by any means, but I have at least gotten a tiny bit of color…and still have the rest of this week to work on that and keep going to the gym.  I won’t be a bronzed goddess in any way, shape, or form, but I figure there’s nothing like the last minute panic to do as much improvement as I can.  :)

I’m doing laundry and (re)assessing my wardrobe options.  I’ve been shopping like a fiend lately, mostly trying to find some shorts that I like.  Yeah, the shorts I own don’t fit right now.  Did I mention that part about being the heaviest I’ve ever been?  Ugh.  Depression does as much damage outwardly as it does inwardly.  But yeah, I think I’ve got most of my clothing together.  Just need to do more planning of outfits to figure out what goes with what and, of course, to make sure I have enough day/night outfits, shoes, etc.  I figure later this week I’ll actually attempt to start loading the suitcase.

And with that, time to get up and get some stuff done around the house before I head to the gym and to tan.

Happy Sunday!