Wednesday, April 16, 2008


Bad me for not writing sooner….but quite the little birthday party (thanks for baking CJ!!!) was quickly followed by a trip to Puerto Vallarta! My SFVF is now my PV08SFVF. We were going to try and pretend that the trip was no good and we took separate flights home, but woot woot, it was too much fun.

We didn’t think it possible to actually sit on a beach for 5 days and do nothing but drink. Snaps for us though as we overcame that challenge with flying colours. Breakfast, dinner and dancing were our only physical exertions and that was enough. No day trips, no shopping, just sitting. Mmmmmmmmmmmm, sitting. I did manage one yoga session, but that was it. We didn’t even have to move for lunch (if we bothered with it) as they had waiters right on the beach!

Pictures will follow as I had to borrow CJs camera as mine died last minute. Wait until you see my new mini Speedo!

They say you should start telling a story at the beginning, but I have to start with our last night there as that is what is most fresh in my tequila/gin/beer soaked brain. After our daily 8 hour sit on the beach, we headed to Brasil (correct spelling) for dinner. If you are vegetarian, look away. There is NO menu, just a non-stop onslaught of meat. All you can eat of 10 kinds of meat – new york steak, flank steak, rib-eye, turkey, chicken, chorizo, pork chops and three more I can’t remember. Oh, and they all come wrapped in bacon. The waiters just keep coming with huge skewers of meat and cutting more and more onto your plate. Yum! There are nice light salads like macaroni and potato to keep you going as well.

After decimating an entire ecosystem, we thought some dancing might aid the digestion. But being only 11:30, it was too early to hit mañana “the” club in PV. So, La Nocha got us started with Pacfico (the local 9% beer) and Stereo kept us going with about a half gallon of gin. Our stay at our hotel included a wrist band that allowed us free access to mañana. And no waiting in line! Woot woot. On certain nights, beer was only 15 pesos. $1.50! Dangerous!

Our plans for grabbing one last hour on the beach the next day sort of fell through and we had to pack for the airport. Boo. I am sure PV08SFVF will miss his new husband – “aye Papi” and the charming little ear rub that went with him. LOL. Good times.

More later once I get some picture locked and loaded. If you want to do PV09, sign up now! Seating is limited.


Anonymous PV08SFVF said...

Aye Papi you so good at writing

how long do you think it will take until all of the GTA are sick of our lines?

Hola amigos ... how many how many?

4:05 PM  
Blogger Robert Mitchell L.L. said...

I am sure they will find them funny at first. Yeah! But then, not so much. Boo.
But then we can offer to f**k them for 50 pesos and they will be happy again. Yeah.
But then they will have to climb 102 stairs. Boo.
Then we can go "qua!" - yeah.
And rub their ears. Boo.
Then we can do a Spice Girls dance-off for them - YEAH!
And then the plane will land. Boo.
Need I go on?

8:48 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

how old are you again?

9:51 PM  
Blogger Robert Mitchell L.L. said...

39. How old are you?

10:54 AM  
Blogger Blair said...

I think "anonymous" is jealous of your super fun vacation. boo.

5:30 AM  

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