So here we are Christmas Day in Playa Del Carmen sipping rather tepid champagne. We tried but getting huge quantities of ice here is REALLY HARD!!
We gave each other our presents which don't really work here because he got some nice woolly warm Kangol hats from me, plus other equally useless (in Mexico) presents and I got my fantastic Ipod walkman which hasn't got any music on and needs charging...boo hoo. I'm dead chuffed though, can't wait to play with it when I get back to New York. This is going to be the toy that gets me running again, I know it...
So we eventually dragged ourselves out of bed with rather nasty hangovers and hit the sun deck. Today is divine, the weather couldn't of been better and I think I got more sun today than any other day.
So because it's Christmas there's supposed to be like some kind of party or something out by the pool, but I don't see anything going on when we eventually come out. We do see Vania, who is our friend that yes we did meet the other day but never really hung out with until tonight. She's Portuguese, and now lives in London as a model and literally is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I mean look at her? 
She's beautiful isn't she? She's also very bloody brave, she decided to leave her boyfriend back in London, while she came over here for Christmas. Not that there's anything wrong, she just decided that she needed the break. Very cool, I wouldn't like to be by myself over Christmas, but then again she isn't really, as she's good friends with Nu Nu, who is the bar manager at the hotel and is quite a hottie. OK he may have a real Manilow nose, but it suits him, he's cute and he really only seems to have eyes for Vania, which I guess is understandable.
I'm not stirring, honest, although Morpheus did shout at me, but come on if you could see they way he looks at her when she speaks, it's sooo sweet. 
So we hung out with Vania quite a bit as Nu Nu had to work, so we went out for some dinner down the street, a new Argentinean place which was really good. It had only just opened and the owner was a cool, scruffy looking (in that rough handsome kind of way) guy, who was very sweet and knew Vania well, so I thought he'd get us a decent table, but it was kind of crappy but they WERE very busy. Now normally getting good steak in Mexico is pretty impossible, so we were delighted to receive very good flank steak for myself and Vania and a very edible filet mignon for Morpheus, although I think he would of liked a bigger piece.
Vania doesn't drink so it makes you kind of conscious as to what your throwing back when there's such a sober person in front of you. Then again this girl has the sweetest tooth I've ever seen. At one point she asked for lemonade, and a bowl of extra sugar. Before I knew it she'd dropped in like 5 spoonfuls and then while I was telling a story Morpheus reckoned she must of put in at least another 5.... Whoa girl take it easy, you wanna keep those pear lies don't you.
Actually she wants to move over to New York to progress her modelling career which I'm sure she'll do well at, but I'm just a little concerned that she's a bit too nice for New York? Then again she does live in London and they can be a bunch of arsey wankers at the best of times, so she should be fine.
Great day, great night with a beautiful, entertaining and very smart woman that I know all my boys would just LOVE...
