My recent trip to Puerto Vallarta was a beauty! I felt like the King of Mexico or at least the Prince of Chihuahua. The great news is that I got the contract to do their web copywriting and even added in some extra print writing! The main hotel I stayed at was the stunning Grand Velas, a 5-Diamond, all-inclusive, you-or-I couldn't afford it unless we robbed several banks type of a place. For example, the room I stayed at my last night was $4500.00 per night, which if we figure it out, is roughly 3 times the cost of my car (and then some). It's pretty sweet living like the "other half" for a few days, though unlike the fat cats, I made a point to finish my all my plankton.
I also got to play 9 holes of golf while I was out there. I played pretty bad, even for me--but it wasn't ALL my fault! It was a very narrow course (excuse #1) and my normal habit of wading into water hazards to retrieve errant balls was negated by the fact the small ponds had crocodiles living in them (making them actual hazards). Thus, I couldn't retrieve my "lucky golf ball" (excuse #2). In fact, I went through about 8 "lucky" golf balls. Also, I was hitting with rental clubs (excuse #3) which is really a bad excuse because I don't even OWN any golf clubs. The air was too thick (excuse #4) and I wasn't wearing golf shoes (excuse #5). The sun was too bright (excuse #6). There were too many clouds (excuse #7).
When the girl at front desk asked me what my handicap was, my reply was "I'm really bad at golf", which I thought was funny. She remained stone faced, not even cracking a forced smile. Oh well, maybe the humor was lost in translation.
Back in Colorado, back to the book, and there's snow here! It's nice and cool--which is what I need, as I feel my body is still giving off solar radiation from my punishingly hot drives from this summer.
