It Doesn't Really Stay There

Ah, Mexico. Where anything can happen. Beautiful views of turquoise water, white sand, fluffy white clouds, hot guys…

The Moon Palace was pretty amazing. It had a ton of restaurants, shopping, bars and water. It also had a disco dance club and bar. Hmmm, I wonder where all the fun stuff happened?

But, I will tell you about the first day of our vacation. We got to the airport about 9:30 for our 11:40 flight to Houston where we were to catch a 1:40 flight to Cancun. We left Dallas at 2:50, missing the 3:55 connection which meant we weren’t going to leave Houston until 6:55. We finally left at 7:50 and arrived in Cancun about 9:20. After going through customs, getting our luggage and driving to the resort and checking in, we got to our room about 10:30.

13 hours to make a 3 hour trip. I will pay more for a non-stop flight from now on.

In spite of that, I was dedicated to having a fabulous time! We’d been in our rooms for about 5 minutes when my fabulous fellow PPP’s arrived. I changed into my super-cute party dress and down to the disco, where our eyes were completely violated.

The drinking age is 18 down there, which is great for all of the college kids. Most of the 18-20 ones were there with their parents. One little 18 year old girl decided that dirty was her middle name for the night. On the other side of the dance floor, up on the second level of seats, there she was. With some boy that must have been having the time of his life. Really, the only thing they did not do was take the clothes off. I’m still having a hard time getting the picture out of my head. Although we found at that her mother finally came and got her.

Night one was fun, but really doesn’t compare to night two. You know, the one involving rock stars, non-serial killers, DDB’s and “dirt”. It was the best night. Ever.