Part of the group has already headed home. Rick, Chelle and Kevin went to the beach. Mark and I hung out by the pool in the morning until we just couldn’t keep up with the drinks arriving any more. Mark is napping while I hang out on the balcony watching the wind in the palms. Or the occasional sea lion swimming by at the marina. The occasional Cabo police officer riding by on his Segway. Pelicans pestering every boat that comes in.
I haven’t had anything in my feet besides flip flops for a week.
Pretty rough.
I’m glad I’ll have another week off once we get home.
My liver will need the rest. Right after the Super Bowl.
Dinner at Panchos. We got progressively larger bowls of pico del gallo until we stopped asking for more.
Then drinks at Jungle Bar. I played stump the online juke box. Nice to hear Ligabue and CSI. in Cabo. We played “Too Drunk to Fuck…” Mark thought there should be a Partridge Family version.
Brief stop at Cabo Wabo and back to the hotel.
Home again tomorrow night.
I’m going to have to do things like wear shoes and coats again. I am not sure I’m ready for that.
