Hola, everyone. Look at what I am currently seeing.
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That’s what its felt like. So many things are so very different from the way they were just 96 hours ago. For starters, 96 hours ago I was a single man. I was my own financial entity. If I were in a coma, the doctors would ask my parents if they wanted to pull the plug. Now I am married to Kristin Hawley, erm, Kristin GOOD. If she’s hurt, I’m in charge. We are a financial unit. It was just 72 hours ago that I was dancing and still taking care of various wedding-related details. 48 hours ago, I was shopping for some very last-minute items for my next adventure. Less than 90 minutes of sleep later, the next day begins in a nondescript hotel in Oak Brook, Illinois, US and ends in a resort 2 hours south of Cancun in Mexico. Today, here I am, on a beach on the Caribbean, after a GREAT day, looking out at the (currently) dark green ocean, sitting next to my new wife, writing to you. This is what I bought a PDA for.
We’re staying at a cute little resort called “Maya Tankah by Freedom Paradise.” It’s not a particularly exquisite affair, that’s why I said cute. But its way more our speed than the ultra-touristy more upscale places. This place is by NO MEANS a shack – don’t misunderstand me. The rooms are cute, the AC works well, we have a gorgeous ocean view (see below), and all the food and alcohol you can shove into your body. I am currently coming off a wonderful buzz induced from almost 32 ounces of a potent Blue Lagoon.
The pop music here is SO much better than US pop. I mean the beach bar here plays music all day long – and it must be just Mexi-pop, but its all pretty good. Nothing particularly terrible. I heard at least three songs today that I though were actually pretty good. More than I can say for US radio, anyway. Maybe its better when you can’t understand all the innane things they are saying.
Its getting dark. I kinda hafta use the bathroom. And dinner’s up. I’ll be blogging more when I get the chance. Peace!!
7:41 8-9-06
