

flows into the ocean. The funnest thing we did there was ride bikes through a path in the trees. Something about riding a bike in a swimsuit like a kid in summertime was so liberating! Then we floated in tubes down the river. Along the way, we jumped off a cliff into the water, walked a tightrope over the water (falling off was the fun part), and snorkeled. We swam into an underground cave, saw lots of big fish, got a small lecture on using non-biodegradable bug spray...The next day the "men" decided to do some deep sea fishing. Don't ask me why a couple of guys who get motion sickness would want to try such a venture! Their manhood was bruised a little when 2 of them ended up spooning on the floor of the boat. Such violent vomiting wears you right out and the fetal posotion was their only comfort. I wish I had photos. Here is an amazing story though. That morning the ladies laid out on the beach. There is about a mile of beach front with hundreds of chairs and then hundreds more chairs around the pool area. We were on 3 chairs all morning then left to get tattoos. Meanwhile, the boys had ended their fishing trip early and had come to the beach. Of all the places to sit, they were on our same 3 chairs! And not only that, each husband was in the same chair as his wife had been in! We did some excited screaming and decided that it was a sign that we were all meant to be!
The next day the Paxtons and Jon and I went on an "extreme Tulum adventure". A van took us deep into the jungle where we first snorkeled in a cave called a cenote.

They took us into a tent and fed us a delicious and authentic lunch of chicken with tortillas and beans and pico de gallo. YUM!
Then it was back into the van and off to Tulum. What a beautiful and facinating place! Jim brought his binoculars (I think because he heard there was a topless beach nearby).
There was so much to do at the resort too! We played basketball in the pool where the girls easily out-shot the guys! We kayaked, snorkeled, and just relaxed! One of my best memories from the trip was swinging in the hammocks every night after dinner just talkin and laughin. We confessed all out past sins and got to know each other really well! If this is what it's like to be 30, I'll take it!
We tried the dance club but felt too old and so tried the lounge and felt too young. Angie looked fantastic shakin that pregnant belly around but we couldn't get Whitney to do any ballet...or tap.
I'm glad we didn't miss the squat trap! And the old man with the black eye was too ironic the morning after discussing a certain type of punch! I'm glad I have my beautiful kids to come home to. I feel so blessed. Good husband, good friends, good kids, family, health, home, laughs, and memories. I'm grateful to all who made it happen.
Looks like a fabulous trip and fun people to enjoy it with. Welcome to the thirties...I must admit they are better than they seem.
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