I did it! I went to Mexico and was successfully the tallest person in Puerta Vallarta (well…on the Marina anyways…I actually did meet some tall boys downtown so I suppose I can’t declare myself the Tallest Tourist). What an amazing and wonderful trip! Let me first start out by saying that I don’t speak any Spanish. I know the words for beer, bathrooms, hello, and thank you. Honestly, that’s it. But the Mexicans were so kind and most were bilingual. The ones that weren’t bilingual, we did the head nod dance but usually figured out what we were talking about.
I went to Mexico with 3 girls that I’ve known forever and will know forever. I won’t let them go and they won’t let me go. We usually plan something once a year (or try really hard) and since this year there are 2 of us turning 40, Mexico seemed like the perfect ‘girls’ trip. We zip-lined (pictured above), snorkeled, tasted a lot of good and bad tequila, played with monkeys & Mexican raccoons (true story), laughed copious amounts, got tan, and enjoyed each others company. The world feels right when you are with good friends and that’s how my week went. So many funny stories….
First and foremost, I caught up with my girls. We all live so far away from each other and life gets in the way of phone calls and emails (Seattle, Denver, & Madison) so I feel like we are connected again. I feel more centered myself because I connected with my ladies, I definitely was overdue.
I will say that my height was of definite ‘interest’ while in Mexico. I’m not even sure of how many pictures I took with shorter people or even of how many times it was our opening conversation piece but we don’t care, we use it to our advantage. There were so many free drinks that I’m almost embarrassed to try to guess how many, but it’s vacation so it’s to be expected, right?
Oh, and I should mention: The Timeshare Presentation. We did it and got some free stuff along with an amazing room upgrade but it was brutal. The original 90 minutes promised was really more like 4 hours. However, we brought vodka (again, true story) and we made frequent bathroom trips so our presentation almost seemed silly by the time we were done. In case you were wondering, we didn’t sign up to own a timeshare.
There were a couple of things that really stood out for me. Zip-lining was huge. I’m terrified of heights but by the time I was done, upside-down and spinning is how I careened over the 500 foot ravines. All while screaming with bloody delight! And I had a blast on one of our downtown nights as well. Sometimes you just meet the right people/person at the exact right time and the fun simply begins….oh, and when you get a lap dance on your snorkeling cruise, that kinda makes your day too.
If I had a ton of time (and an ‘A’ on my keyboard…long story but one of the cats clipped it with his nail and now I’m short an ‘A’) I’d write about almost all of my adventures. Some are dear and can’t be shared, some may and most likely will make me cry, and all are precious. But suffice to say the trip was AMAZING!
I think our next trip is a back packing and possibly Spa adventure. I’ve decided I need a goal to help whip my butt into shape and Mount St. Helen’s is a perfect hiking opportunity (not gonna lie, I also dearly miss the NW and this is a way for me to get back in a meaningful manner). This fall may find 4 of the most fun, fearless, hilariously awesome chicks hiking up the NW’s most prized volcano.
So to recap, Mexicans are short and I am tall. ‘Nuff said?