Thing is this: I went 2 full weeks without internet. And I kind of liked it.
I pre-posted things for you guys so you wouldn't be bored, but I didn't check email (too much stress) or Facebook (inconsequential) or blogs. I didn't miss much.
Okay, I did miss Facebook and wonder a bit about all the exciting things I missed those two weeks, but whatever.
Wait... I forgot the purpose of this post!
The flight down was rather traumatic as we had a seat mate who was like an 8 yr old with ADHD. Except he was 28 and not medicated. He was up and down and back and forth and talking and singing and playing his drumsticks on his feet while hitting me with his elbow and offending the flight attendant and then hitting on her and MAKE HIM STOP!
Thankfully our hotel was one of the first stops along the way and enroute, we bonded with an awesome couple from a small town close to our city. Turned out they were staying at the same resort so we were pumped.
The weather was great but for one afternoon and the following day. On the non beach day, we took a double decker bus around town and explored all the nooks and crannies we could. It was great. Except for that part where The Guy stood up and got a tree right in the face. Well, it was funny, but not great.
|Flags at our resort|
|Resort dog. Very young and skitterish.|
She did not give me fleas. That I know of.
|Snoop Dog rockin' it out.|
The first 4 days was nothing short of amazing. I met great people, had a group skinny dipping in the ocean in the middle of the night, ate myself sick and had pina colodas to die for. Also, I wore a bikini for the first time in 10 years and, I must say, I rocked it out!
I would go back to Cuba in a heart beat. Some people don't like it, but they are the kindest people I have met. They are definitely our kind of people. Also, no Americans!
Selected pics here.
All pics on Flickr.