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Monday, October 31, 2005


Wow. Hell of a vacation. I'd have to say that the only drawback to the 3 days in bloody paradise would be the fact that any vacation forthwith will positively pale in comparison. Well, that and the raging sunburn. Ow.

Good company, good times, and hot damn what a fucking place. The accomodations themselves were definitely nice, with inidividual air conditioning units for each room, lush sofas in the living room. But to be honest, the interior wasn't what blew me away. Private swimming pool, private 4-seater golf buggy, well-maintained and prettied-up garden, and the whole shebang wasn't more than a stone's throw away from the beach. No, literally. And what a beach. Unbelievably sparse population for as far as the eye can see, beautiful blue water (bright aquamarine in direct sunlight), and the sand. Oh, the sand. Sand so fine it fucking squeaks when you walk on it. Again, literally. Walking on that sand never got old.

I spent a good deal of the time in or by the aforementioned pool. Swimming, playing ball with the rest of the group, goofing off, sunning, smoking (none of this "let's smoke by the pool" shit; no, no, we dragged the ashtray to the edge of the pool and smoked in the pool). I never thought I'd see myself waking up early, and hitting up the pool for a few laps before making some breakfast. A good chunk of the remainder was spent on the beach. Taking long walks, swimming, goofing off, bird-watching. Hell, I even hit up some body boarding.

Spent a good chunk of time just sitting on the balcony shooting the bull, and getting buzzed on sweet wine. Good times.

Sunrise and sunset were positively stunning. Sunset brought out some lovely colors, from fiery yellows and oranges, to a divine shade of lilac to the east. But sunrise. Now that truly completed the vacation. Hell, I woke up at 5 in the morning just for that.

I gotta say, leaving that place sucked. Big time. I could seriously get used to life like that. But then, that's what a million clams gets you. Here's hoping another opportunity comes up.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

so...when am i invited? tell them i'm your "special someone"


11:35 PM, November 01, 2005

Blogger Myra said...

Omg... I seriously need to get a life. But in the meantime, living vicariously through you is not so bad =) Glad you had fun =)

1:38 AM, November 09, 2005


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