An apple a day keeps the doctor away...what a load of crap!

Let me just start by saying that I eat apples. Almost every day in fact. And they most definitely did not keep the doctor away. Here's a break down of the last five weeks:

Week one: cough, sore throat. In denial about being sick. Why? Well, because I'm invincible of course, and I don't get sick. Ever. I especially don't get sick right before vacation.

Week two: Cough, sore throat, sneezing, stuffy nose, fever, & chills (a total walking advertisement for Nyquil, which I had none of since I was in another country). Totally pissed about being sick while ON vacation in Mexico, but ignoring it because I had just gotten engaged(yay!)! Finally gave in on day three and made my way to the hotel gift shop for what I think were Mexican cough drops, though I couldn't read the box.

Week three: Cough, sore throat. Post vacation..."It's nothing," and "Oh, I'm fine," become common utterances to co-workers pleas for me to go to the doctor. More denial and avoidance ensue.

Week four: Cough, hack, cough. Finally call doctor to find that doctor is on vacation until June. Sweet. More avoidance...

Week five: cough, cough, cough...Suck it up and go to acute care at UCSF, since doctor is still out of town. Result? ACUTE BRONCHITIS. Lovely. I now have a golden ticket; a prescription for three different meds. An antibiotic that I can't pronounce, but that may also be because I can't read the doctors handwriting, a prescription cough medicine, and an inhaler. Oh, and a lecture from the doctor about not waiting five weeks to get checked out.

Ok, fine. Lesson learned. Now on to the pharmacy! Dear Good Health, it will be so nice to see you again :)

mexico

A few years ago we returned from the Dominican Republic, or as Tim affectionately dubbed the trip "keeping it buzzed 2009." So it was only fitting that Mexico continue the tradition with "keeping it buzzed 2011."

Here's a few not so fun at the time, but funny in retrospect things that I learned on this trip:
* I still hate to fly, which is difficult since I love to travel. Damn you turbulence. I still will maintain that if people were intended to fly we would have wings.
* Miami has the worst most un-organized customs checkpoints ever. Seriously...EVER.
* I shouldn't use my sarcastic abilities to piss off drunk guys on airplanes (not Tim, lol). Expecially big drunk guys from the South that are sitting next to me, who spend the rest of the flight taking up all of my arm rest and foot space room, and chewing gum in my ear. Oh how much I wanted to punch him. Tim wouldn't let me.
* Try as hard a possible not to go on vacation with the worst cold ever. I failed at this. I spent the entire time coughing, sneezing, sniffling, and at one point feverish (but this could have had more to do with the extreme sun exposure on the first day, lol). However, perusing the medicine aisle at the Mexican drug store was fun.

Ok, all that having been said, on to the fun stuff...

We stayed in an all inclusive resort in Playa del Carmen, just outside of Cancun. It looked like this:

The first day we were there we spent the entire day at the pool:

And, by the end of the day I looked a lot more like this:

Apparently my waterproof sunscreen wasn't as waterproof as it claimed. Oh well, we soothed our charred skin with many many of these:

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Meanwhile, here's some pics from the beach:

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Along the way, we had some fun:

We met a few dozen lizards.

We went to a weird tequila museum.

Tim danced (at one point on a stage, but I've been forbidden from posting those pics).
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Oh, and we also got engaged.

It was a good trip.
:)