This place is awesome - gargantuan and very swish. So nice to have flown here for free (thank you Delta points) and had accomodation provided (thank you Timesharing Auntie and Uncle).
All we've shelled out is cash for food - reasonable, and booze - plenty. What you can't see in the picture is my lovely constant companion, Cuba Libre, sitting on the floor next to me. It is A and U's 16th Anniversary today, so we sent them to the spa for massages and then we are going out for dinner tonight. Via taxi. Which means more drinking. Mas. Yay.
Kat has requested pictures, and I am assuming she means of Gunter's man boobs, Sven's Banana Hammock and whatever it was that the Nigels of the world are offending us with. I will get on that in the next few days. There is plenty of fodder...I just need to figure out how to do it without being obvious (like yelling "Hey Mr.! Show me your tits!").
I will apologize now for any spelling errors. As I am in Spanish land, the spellcheck says everything is spelled incorrectly, so I'm too lazy (read, drunk) to go over it all with a fine tooth comb.
Here is the view from our balcony. This was the first morning when we were greeted by the neighbourhood pirate ship.