When your abroad there's not really much you can do about the last minute gifts, unless of course you think your loved one will appreciate a stuffed donkey! Yeah, you know where he can put that stuffed donkey, there you go, your imaginations kicking in, good for you!!
So what did we do today? god nothing really, hung about the pool with Moses and Carla, sat and chatted with Skip and Chessy, who by the way is definitely on the mend now.
It is a lovely day, just a few clouds and a lovely breeze which makes sunbathing all that more enjoyable. Morpheus is obssessed by the chairs that surround the deck and which we also have a few in our suite. They are kind of cool aren't they? Then again EVERYTHING is cool in this place.
I did actually go and get a pedicure this afternoon, which cost me $28 which I guess is more than I usually pay down the road on Christopher Street, but hey it's still cheap, and she did a pretty good job. It also gave me the opportunity to take myself off for a couple of hours to roam which was nice. Not that hanging with Morpheus isn't, but you know sometimes you have to have that quality time by yourself. It wasn't like I went off and ate lunch or anything, just having my nails done was realxing, although a bit painful at times, she was kind of rough, but just going off to the internet cafe, checking my mail, checking the news while sipping a coffee was pretty cool. Actually I started getting checked out from a guy sat at a computer opposite me. He seemed to be staring at my hands, or at least the one he could see which was my left one, (hand fetish do you think?) maybe it was the speed at which I was typing or the noise I was making. Yes I do tend to bang away at the keyboards I'm afraid. Anyway while I was waiting to pay the guy for the computer he goes outside and sits with a pal, and then proceeds to constantly look over his shoulder at me, it was all very flattering, but a bit overwhelming, I mean the guy was kind of young, American I think.
Anyway I pay, walk out, I see him look over to where I was and then jump up to see where I'd gone, oh fuck it was hysterical and my head was huge, let me tell you.
Listen I'm in my mid thirties and this guy couldn't of been more than 24, so back the fuck off people, it's good to know I've still got the moves, well, maybe not the moves, but you know what I mean.
Poor Morpheus seemed a tad concerned when I got back, wasn't sure where I'd gotten to, he's so sweet. So because it's Christmas Eve, we decided that we just HAD to dress up and go out by the lounge area and order some champagne. Oh before I forget I must tell you what happened to Morpheus regarding getting champagne for our room.
Well we decided that we had to have champagne in our room Christmas Day, so the idea was to fill our free standing tub with shitloads of ice-cubes and have our Veuve Clicquot sat waiting for us for when we awoke?
Good idea? yeah?
WRONG
You see this is Mexico, so when Morpheus went and asked at the local liquor/grocery store for champagne then smiled and said sure. When he asked for 4 bottles, they nearly died, they only had one, which is very sweet, but doesn't help us. So off he went traipsing round Playa Del Carmen getting champagne from every store he could find.
So back to tonight...
So we go outside to the lounge area, order some champagne and then bump into Christina who is a lovely girl there with her husband Kurt who is equally lovely and are from Oregon I think? Anyway she laughs at us because she's only ever seen us in our teeny weeny's and probably thinks we're a pair of tossers, but she genuinely looked surprised to see that yes we do scrub up nice and yes we can afford a bottle of champagne. Of course we gave her a glass and were soon joined by Moses, Carla, and then Skip and Chessy.
It's actually kind of cool to have a gang to hang out with on holiday. It's a first for us, we never talk to other guests, god forbid get friendly with them, but this lot are just really nice and easy to get on with and we do have such a laugh at the expense of the other guests, who are all terribly boring and snotty.
Tonight we have decided (mainly because they leave day after tomorrow) to have dinner with Moses and Carla, so off we go, where we don't know, even though Moses seems to have an idea in mind, but I think he's full of crap personally, but I don't mind, he makes me laugh.
We did arrive at one restaurant that I hadn't noticed before that looked kind of fancy, and clearly it was too fancy for us, cos the place was fully booked. This Moses seemed to take personally but you know it is Christmas Eve, places WILL fill up.
After much debate and a laugh or two we ended up at a fish restaurant right across the street from our hotel. We got a table really quickly, which should of been a sign because the food was shite. Honestly we decided not to get lobster because Carla hates the thought of her or anyone else for that matter eating lobster. I wasn't bothered to be honest because over the years I seem to have gone off it, so I opted to a simple bit of Mahi Mahi, which it would of been if they hadn't fucked about with it and smoothered it in loads of bleedin sauce. I hate it when restaurants fuck about with fish too much, leave it alone, bit of seasoning and that's it.
After dinner we headed down to the Blue Parrot which is the hotel that we stayed at two years ago and looks exactly the same, apart from the reception area being in a different place. We thought the woman singing was a Karaoke singer because she was that bad, but in actual fact, she was the bloody band, jesus she was dire. We didn't care, we were buzzing from our wine and Moses came up with the idea of us having some fine tequila. I can't remember what we ordered, I think it was called Don Juan or something like that. According to Moses it was the best tequila you could have and it DID certainly go down rather well.
After my third tequila shot I was completely blitzed, Moses seemed fine, and Carla and Morpheus just giggled. What a laugh.
We got back to our hotel ordered some more drinks and then pretty much had to call it a night as we were way too drunk to even speak, let alone socialise with others or god forbid DANCE. Oh that's right Morpheus threw-up, YES the boy went and puked. I only know this because Moses came out of the hotel bathroom and told me that he could hear Morpheus being sick. I was like..."NOOOO, he's never sick, he's British godamnit, he can take anything". God how embarrassing...no not really!!
Great Christmas Eve....
