Wednesday October 19
We left on Tuesday for Chicago to spend the day before traveling on Wednesday to Cancun in the Quintana Roo area of Mexico. Also known as the Mayan Riviera on the Yucatan Peninsula.
We contacted our travel agency to get information on the storm Wilma, which was being reported on CNN and MSNBC as building to the largest and strongest hurricane ON RECORD.
No one knew anything. Weather is like that. Fickle and unpredicable.
I could not imagine what I would do on an "all inclusive" vacation hotel. How much can you eat and drink? I took along some books and sun tan lotion (HA!!!) and looked forward to laying on the beach, sipping exotic cocktails.
The extent of my Spanish consists of the following ... Ola...gracious, Amigo....and Eye Yi Yi....
I wanted to venture out into Cancun Proper and look into the Bull Fights (please no hate mail.) I thought that the flea market would be cool. We were to be there for three nights and four days and I hoped to be able to get off the "Riviera" section into the city and take pictures.
It was windy. The sea was choppy. The sky was ominous. When we arrived we were able to go the beach and prance around in the surf. We tried to run them out of liquor by ordering every exotic drink we could think of. We ate several times at two restaurants in the hotel.
Then we retired to watch the very late broadcast of the last game of the Astro Cardinal series.
I fell asleep very late. In my broken and restless dreams I heard the wind howling.
(Kisses to Joe (AOL Journal Editor) who tells me this story is MINE. AOL can use parts of it (if they want) because I wrote it here, but it is mine!!!)