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4TH INSTALLMENT
FLYING BALLS, BATHROOMS, BUSSES, MAPS AND MEN!


Day 6:

Day 6 was Friday. Got up early and decided to take a taxi to the Beach Palace (around 10:00am). We didn’t feel like waiting for the Moon shuttle. Taxi ride cost us about $13. Get to the hotel and head straight for the pool area and the beach. The Beach Palace is also a nice hotel. It seemed to be the smaller of the 4 Palace Resorts. I thought the pool area was larger that the Sun Palace’s outdoor pool. Anyway, the beach is nice, the water great. Mark can’t believe he can see his feet in the water – so clear. We get back to the pool and the recreation crew – who are WAY too energetic – ask us to participate in water volleyball. Yeah – RIGHT! I had to laugh – they obviously do NOT know my penchant for disasters. I decided to stay away from flying balls (hmm) and chose to have lunch at the outside bar instead. I ordered a hamburger and Mark got the Cuban sandwhich. I was soo hungry – I also helped myself to nachos and onion rings – cause it sounded so good. The Onion Rings were described as: ‘Deep fried in a basked and served with a deep(sp) of cheese’. I wasn’t quite sure what that meant – but I had an idea. Sure enough – our onion rings came served with cheese dip. Had to laugh about that. We decided to do some shopping – so we went to Flamingo Plaza. Couldn’t buy a whole lot, because we already had a bag with us (of clothes to change into later) and a purse. Besides – we aren’t big souvenir shoppers or buyers. We spent a couple of hours there and left with two good sized bags of merchandise (what the hell happened??). From there, took the bus to the Cancun Palace and again, headed straight for the pool area. Had a pina-colada and laid out for a while. Again, the pool was nice – but by this time of day – it was crowded. Decided to go to the beach. We ended up back in the water, only this time – pain, stinging – OUCH!! My band-aids fell off and my raw, bleeding heels were drowning in salt water. Out of the water and back to the sand to watch Mark play. Took some pictures and waited, and waited. Finally!! – he’s finished having fun. Okay – back to find a restroom to change. We have decided to go to La Habichuela and wanted to dress up a little. So, in our little bag is packed his slacks, shirt, socks and shoes, my dress, underclothes and shoes. Mark is dressed and ready to go in minutes. He has to sit outside and wait at least 30 minutes or so – for me.  See, in my purse I packed my make-up (gotta have that), hair mouse, hairspray (like it even helped!), comb, barrettes (just in case I don’t like my hair down), lotion, deodorant, etc., etc…… you know…. All the necessities, the essentials! But – one problem! The hair is soaking wet. No problem actually – I have brought my handy mini-dryer with me!!! I am soo proud of myself for thinking of and remembering to bring all these handy things with me!!!! OH - BUT GUESS WHAT?!?! NO OUTLET!!!!!! OH NO!!!!!!! What to do?! The only thing I could. I stuck my head under the hand dryer for 15 minutes while other women came and went and gave me strange looks. It wasn’t the perfect solution – but hey – gotta do what you gotta do – right? Fluffed my hair (wore it down), put new band-aids on my heels, a spray of cologne and VOILA!!! – ready to hit the town!! I was so proud of myself for getting ready so quick, with limited necessities, in a public restroom no less – AND I actually looked pretty decent! WOW!!! Wait till Mark sees me!! Well – Mark didn’t see the beauty in this. Didn’t grasp the WOWNESS of it all. Couldn’t appreciate as much as I – the total miracle of it all (I was ready to go somewhere- looking hot – without taking an hour or more to get ready!). I was impressed. Totally stunned in the wonder and amazement of it all. Mark wasn’t. All he could think about was how long he was sitting in the humid lobby – waiting for me. I guess when all you have to do is throw on some clothes, spray cologne and run fingers through your hair – a 30 minute wait for someone else might as well be an hour. Oh well – I didn’t expect him to do cartwheels or anything major – just a simple, “Wow, that was quick and you look great too!” would’ve been nice. Okay – enough dwelling on it.

Moving on – we managed to stuff our merchandise into our bad and off we went to catch the bus downtown. Oh – what an experience! The further we went toward downtown – the more I was convinced we were gonna kill someone. And my butt! All this stopping and going and jerking – but I kept that smile on my face. Regardless – the bus is the way to go. We never had to wait for one to show and they are inexpensive. While on the bus – we took out our handy little map – courtesy of Laura and Perry – and mapped out our route. Something happened on or near Tulum Ave. and the driver didn’t go the way it showed on the map – or we didn’t read it correctly. Anyway – no big deal – ‘cause someone saw us looking at the map and saying La Habichuela and told us to get off at the very next stop. So we did and guess what? Only a few blocks from La Habichuela – AND – it’s exactly where Laura and Perry said it would be on the map. AMAZING!! (That is for Mark – who kept pointing to the map and showing me where we were and where the restaurant should be – and was soooo proud of himself for “finding” it). MEN!!

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