we may be in the home stretch of april, but last week old man winter
just wouldn't go away. with temps back in the 30's and snow on the ground again {ugh} all i could think of was my butt in the sand with a drink in my hand.....oh mexico, how i miss you....
no one bothered the cute girl laying all alone in the un-reserved cabana....until some goofy greek kid sat down next to her......thanks greg
started every day with yummy fresh fruit, nuts and coconut shreds {the gf bread tasted like sand}, but i'm pretty sure i ate my weight in guacamole and
ceviche, so no worries :)
beach volleyball in the mornings, and pool volleyball in the afternoons
we went swimming with dolphins and all i got was this lousy bracelet... {just kidding! greg told me i couldn't take one home :( }
a crazy mexican cover band that {hilariously} played *highway to hell,* *save a horse,* *honkey-tonk woman,* and so many other mangled spanglish rock songs
zip-lining through the jungle, *superman style*
a gorgeous sunset ocean cruise
the irony of being sunburnt in a bikini {that doesn't make you look like a 12 year old up top...yay!} and your winter coat hanging in the closet
the all-in-one hospital/casino, right across the street
and the nightly view from our balcony
looking back at these pictures helps me forget
the chaos we came home to. thanks again to greg's parents, it was an awesome trip!
zip-line photo courtesy of
nuevo vallarta tours
