I am a lazy vacationer. I’m not someone who likes going on vacation to do stuff. Thankfully, I’m married to someone with the same vacation philosophy.
Cory and I lead go go go lives (just like 99.9% of the population) so I can’t tell you how excited I was to go back to Puerto Vallarta and stay at Garza Blanca. For six days, we laid by the pool, ate delicious food, and day drank.
We met some nice couples, but like I said, I wasn’t there to chit chat and hear anyone’s life story. Jesus, people, that’s what I do for a living.
Don’t get me wrong, I love meeting new people (HELLO, extrovert!) but I’m convinced I have a PLESAE TELL ME YOUR LIFE STORY tattooed on my forehead. Sometimes, I just want to read books. Which I did. I read five.*
We met some nice couples, but we mainly kept to ourselves, praise God.
I was a moron and got blistery sunburnt on our FIRST DAY, but if spending a week under an umbrella in paradise is the worst thing that happened to me, I really can’t complain. (Plus, now I’m peeling. And let’s be honest – peeling off the sunburn is fun game.)
And, now, it’s Monday in the Real World. While I’m not by the pool and already three mimosas deep, I really do feel reenergized and glad to get back to my normal routine. Also, having my puppy back has a large influence on my positive attitude