My Life, As Told Between (Baby Cakes') Naps

Did you know that when you repeat the same word over and over, it starts to sound funny?  No?  Well, my highly educated friends and I came to this startling revelation while lounging pool-side at the Villa La Estancia in Cabo San Lucas this weekend.  (I think I may have come to this same realization when I was six, but had forgotten it in the intervening years.)  That speaks to the level of sophistication on this trip. 

Despite getting off on a bad foot (thanks to those of you who put up with my whining when I had to spend most of Friday moping at the airport because of an overbooked flight), this was one of the best trips I’ve taken in a long time.  I know I love my friends, but I forget how much I love spending time with them.  We had moments of surprising intellectual depth (really, “grill” is a hilarious word!) and shocking stupidity (just because the mansion is isolated on top of a hill, we don’t know anyone, and we have no means of leaving should things go horribly, horribly wrong doesn’t mean we shouldn’t stay for awhile and enjoy the, ahem, view).   

We lounged by the pool during the day, talking, sunbathing, and reading (well, not so much with the reading).  Donning our mantles of mirth, we dubbed each other Babydolls and Giggles.  We were perpetually ready for a round of water aerobics (ready?) and a round of drinks (caipirinha anyone?).  We were pleasantly surprised by the people we met and the sights we saw.  

And, as the sun slipped behind the horizon each day, we slipped into our going-out alter egos each night.  We giggled at the Marlin, were chatted up at Squid Roe, and made meaningful connections at Clara Vista.  We dined on quesadillas, nachos, and more quesadillas.  We feasted on soup and swam in an ocean of tequila and beer.  I spent parts of the trip in agony – curled up in bed convinced I was going to die, swearing I was never going to drink again, and wondering why no one cared – and left Cabo a little charred (I’ve apparently turned into a vampire after spending the last eight months in the office devoid of daylight) and very much exhausted, but with wonderful memories and a renewed appreciation for fantastic friends, both old and new.  Same time, same place next year?  =)

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