Last week our old friends, Dan and Susan, flew in at the last minute from Chicago. They stayed most of the week in Puerto Aventuras, but made it to Playa for 2 nights at the end of their stay (they did what a lot of desperate people who live in cold climates do, which is extend their trip once they’ve arrived). Michael and I hadn’t seen them in about 4 years, so we were really excited to spend time with them.
Last Sunday, our friends Sara and Steve from Playa Maya News took us to Xcacel in Flash, their big-ass van. It was a gorgeous day right up until the second we pulled into the parking lot, whereupon it began to rain and giant storm clouds moved slowly across the sky. We had a tail gate party until the weather cleared up, and the rest of the afternoon was great.
Sara and I are BFFs, probably because of our organizational skills. I made sandwiches (with the tomato and lettuce separate so it doesn’t get soggy), and Sara made several side dishes in neat little Tupperware containers. We had blankets/pareos, folding chairs, food, plastic forks/plates, about 3 cases of beer, mixers, vodka, Captain Morgan’s rum, limes, hand sanitizer, an Ipod/speakers, cutting board and knife…I think you’re getting the gist, right? Well imagine my acute shame when I realized I’d forgotten to bring cups; only the most basic and necessary of items. I also forgot the bacon for the broccoli salad and Steve let me know he didn’t want any tomatoes because I didn’t cut them thinly enough. He only eats them “wafer-thin.” No one else seemed to mind the disgusting tomatoes. Except me, since I fucking hate tomatoes.
Two of the guys drank a LOT of beer (one drank only a little because we made him drive). Susan drank a LOT of Captain’s. Sara and I drank a LOT of vodka. Conspicuous consumption rules.
Susan!
The makings of a 5 star Bromance: Steve, Michael, Dan
I had never been to Xcacel before, but I really liked it. It was a wild, wind-swept beach, nice and peaceful. I want to enjoy that for the short time it will probably last, the way development in the Riviera Maya is going.
Steve knew where a cenote was, so we headed down the path to go for a swim in fresh water (the Sea was pretty rough, so we didn’t really swim in the Sea).
How lucky am I?
I didn’t have the camera at the cenote and Michael didn’t feel the need to take many pics, so all we have is this one of me with my new little boyfriend.
We headed back to enjoy the last minutes of a great beach day. Sara, looking gorgeous as frickin’ usual.
Susan, with not one thought of her high-stress corporate job in her head, holding the fine glasses we made by cutting tops off plastic bottles. MacGyver ain’t got f*ck-all on us.
Miguelito
The ride home must have been very boring, since I have virtually no memory of it. The next day my hateful friends told me stories I find difficult to believe, such as when I was allegedly sitting on the cooler when Steve took a tope (pronounced “toh-peh,” means “speed bump) too fast and I went flying off. The cooler supposedly opened and dumped its contents right between my legs, whereupon I was rumored to say, “Ooh, that was cold on my ladyparts.” Nice try, guys, but I don’t think so.
When we got back to Sara’s house, her cat, JoJo was on top of their high fence and for some reason I decided I had to pet it right that second. I stepped up on a cement block that looked deceptively stable and promptly fell on my ass. Fortunately, I get to wear this for the next three weeks or so:
Don’t be jealous of that sexy shoe.
[...] up a report about it, since it just healed. You can read the leadup story to my graceful Sunday here, if you’re [...]
By: Peep Meet March 5th at La Rana! - Page 15 - www.Playa.info on March 7, 2008
at 10:19 am
Xcacel is a beautiful place. About 4 years ago a friend and I discovered it. We were both in the water when a boy appeared from the jungle and took off with our backpacks. Inside was the car key. We had left our money in the car (thank goodness). But we waited and waited til a car drove down the lonely road. The people were kind enough to drive my friend to Xel-Ha to call the rental car company. I stayed with the car. That trip cost us mucho money. Moral: becareful in a place as lovely as Xcacel.
By: K. W. from Michigan on March 7, 2008
at 10:56 am
Looks like a lovely day!! I hope your lady-parts are OK.
By: Michele on March 7, 2008
at 11:02 am
I am totally a “don’t forget anything” (But the basics) kind of girl! I get so worried about forgetting the “extras” that I forget the stuff that normal people would only remember!
Hope your foot/ankle/leg is ok.
By: maas1114 on March 7, 2008
at 12:13 pm
Oh my gosh! Get well soon Miss. MacGyver!!!
By: Elizabeth on March 7, 2008
at 1:31 pm
Sounds like it was a wodnerful day! I hope that lovely shoe (and here I thought you said it was hard to find gorgeous shoes in your size there!) isn’t too much of an inconvenience. And if this happens to post twice, I swear it isn’t my fault!
By: Kerri on March 7, 2008
at 3:35 pm
OUCH! nice shoe tho…kinda sexy! LOL
By: purpledragonfly on March 7, 2008
at 4:32 pm
Damn, ya can’t show off that amazing tattoo for 3 weeks either, hope it finished healing the rest of the way. Btw, that tat is unbelievably beautiful!!!
By: Jackie on March 7, 2008
at 4:39 pm
Sorry about to foot, hope the petting was worth it!! Mustuf looked like a soft kitty. I miss you, and your halarity!
By: Amy on March 7, 2008
at 4:46 pm
Oh my…that is one sexy shoe. Sounds like the day was great up until that darn cat caught your eye.
By: Becky on March 7, 2008
at 6:26 pm
[...] up a report about it, since it just healed. You can read the leadup story to my graceful Sunday here, if you’re interested. Oh, man The cat thing sounds like something I would do. Well, at least [...]
By: Peep Meet March 5th at La Rana! - Page 16 - www.Playa.info on March 7, 2008
at 7:02 pm
Thanks for the newest cyber adventure. LOL- Beautiful tatoo- what I can see of it. My eyes keep straying to the latest in Mexico’s footwear.
By: rasa on March 7, 2008
at 7:24 pm
I love the fact that I am not the only one to keep the tomatoes seperated from the sandwich. I hate tomato soggy bread. Sounds like a great day, bummer evening, but great day.
By: jami on March 7, 2008
at 8:43 pm
Soooo…..I see you have not learned anything since you fell over the rail and porch and bashed your head!!!!Sorry have to get a rib in…..I really am aching for you for getting hurt!!
By: you momma on March 7, 2008
at 9:04 pm
Ahh mom why did you have to bring up the porch thing. That was one of the scariest moments in my life.
Sorry you have to wear the boot. But just think of it as an excuse to treat yourself to some new cute shoes and a pedi once it’s off.
By: teetle on March 7, 2008
at 10:41 pm
I totally would have blamed my husband for me forgetting the cups….cause I am evil like that! haha! Sounds like a great day….until the cat incident. Damn….I wanted to see the tat! Take care of yourself!
By: Melissa on March 8, 2008
at 1:21 am
OUCH! What an end to an otherwise perfect day……..bummer.
I can totally see why you lurve Sara- she seemed like a really cool, smart and energetic person the few times I met her, very cool Chica!
Hope your foot heals fast- stupid cat!
Jo
By: Joana on March 8, 2008
at 6:36 am
Poor Heather! At least a foot cast is better than a lady-parts cast.
By: Martina on March 8, 2008
at 5:39 pm
Hmm…I think you need to blog about the “porch” incident – or do I just need to search further through your posts
By: bokeefe on March 10, 2008
at 11:50 am
I think the “ladyparts” comment totally sounds like something you would say!
By: Stef on March 10, 2008
at 3:10 pm
Stef, you are totally right. It does.
By: heatherinparadise on March 10, 2008
at 3:19 pm
Owie! Looks like a totally fun day if you ignore that last picture! Hope you’re doing ok. And I guess they had that sexy shoe in your size, lucky you!
By: mexpat on March 10, 2008
at 8:03 pm
I AM jealous of that sexy shoe! It’s just another on the long list of things I’m jealous of about you…
By: charmarie221 on March 12, 2008
at 5:09 pm
Ouch. Now we see the reason for your selection of the wheelchair option in the Bomberos’ three-legged race.
Honestly – any excuse, I ask you…
By: Roads on March 14, 2008
at 7:11 pm