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Published: December 11th 2014
The sun has not quite risen, but both Kemper and Lindsay are wide awake with excitement. It's time for the next "limper" international escapade! Kemper drives to Lindsay's through rush hour traffic, Limper ubers to airport, check in, airport bar, and lift off! And now... The rules and guidelines of the trip.
1. Safety first
2. Can't move forward without a co-sign
3. Don't take drugs from strangers... Oh wait, don't do drugs.
4. Must blog daily
5. Pants optional
6. Listen to our bodies, minds, and spirits... (Including spirit and personality animals)
7. Don't hold your pee
8. Drink muy Agua
9. Keep it loose
10. Gratitude is our only attitude
GUIDELINES / TO DO LIST:
1. Flora farms
2. Get a tan
3. Safely get lost
4. Mexican yoga class
5. Kempers rash clears up
6. Sunset margaritas
7. Blog daily
9. Shower...still waiting on co-sign
10. Explore something new
11. Get a cheap massage
12. Walk the labyrinth
13. Experience the clay igloo
14. Draw a portrait of each
15. Express ourselves through song and dance
16. Find rainbow market
17. Find a mexican healer
18. Buy a friendship bracelet
19. See a sea animal
20. Learn something about Baja sur
One disgruntled Mexican employee later and we are in our economy rental car (that we named Gringa) and off to pueblo Bonito Pacifica. Things were looking up at check in. We were greeted with a glass of champagne and found out it is the beginning of whale season. All was looking good until Kemper made a stop at the time share desk. In all fairness she didn't know what was about to happen. She thought this nice women wanted to give her freebies. Next thing you know we are sitting at the nice ladies desk getting suckered into a 9am timeshare tour. I'm not sure if it was the free breakfast or the $300 credit but she was into it and Lindsay begrudgingly co-signed. First morning on vacation and Limper has a 7:30 am wake up call. This breakfast better be good. Try something new.. Check. Time share owners... TBD.
Now it's time to explore the hotel property. First
stop the meditation labyrinth. With visions of finding ourselves on a deeper level and embracing the peacefulness of the maze, we sauntered out onto the glorious grounds of the Pacifica... But wait? Wait! Where is it? It used to be there next to the pool. Where did it go? and where is the clay igloo sweat lodge that was going to be our detox Mecca? Apparently the recent hurricane had different plans for our spiritual oasis. What to do in this situation? Find the nearest happy hour.
With a little help from our concierge amigo, we were on our way to the Monte Cristo bar to enjoy a few sunset drinks. We both had our hearts set on a dirty martini. We were on the same page, as we often are. A lovely waiter named Marcos made his way over to us. There was a bit of a language barrier, however Kemper was determined to speak his native tongue. We ordered our dirty martinis and soon learned a valuable lesson. Stick to what they know... Margaritas, mojitos, cervezas, anything but a dirty martini. After throwing back what resembled a martini and chasing it with a shot of olive juice,
we were off to a delicious Italian dinner at Salvatore's.
Day one was a success!
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