3 little birds
You know the bob marley song… the one that goes “don’t worry… about a thing. ‘Cause every little thing is gonna be alright.”
While the band across the pool from our room is playing “3 little birds”, I’m laying on the outdoor bed, re-hydrating. Birds are chirping after every other chorus. It’s almost like they know what’s going on.
… or maybe that’s the piña coladas talking.
We’re having a spectacular time. Just… utterly spectacular. Everyone that works here goes out of their way to be nice. And as it turns out, after a few cocktails I can speak Spanish again. I had always wondered if that would come back. The food is pretty good and the drinks are plentiful. My biggest concern day-to-day is “how do i arrange my life to lay on the beach all day?”
We should have plenty of photos to share soon. I’m slowly importing them all, though I think I’ll enjoy reliving it a bit more once the outside air isn’t quite so… mexican… anymore.