Off to see my Chicas!

Before I blog about this weekend, I should mention I was in Cancun/Playa Del Carmen (The Disneyworld of Mexico) last weekend for 4 days to see Las Chicas, girlfriends of mine who came down south for a Stagette/Bachelorette party. One significant mentionable was the fact that in Mexico, you can't fly anywhere (it would seem) without flying through Mexico City. This meant I flew 1 hour north east to then fly 2 hours south east. Very direct. One small saving grace is the Starbucks in Mexico City airport. I surprised the girls and arrived earlier than they expected, and we had a lot of laughs, some projectile vomiting and the prerequisite tan lines. I enjoyed seeing the girls, laughing and letting loose in a resot where I will never go again, partly for fear that someone might recognize me.
Highlights I will laugh about when I am 80: Austrian weightlifter in Cancun in a lime green thong, mosquitos that ate me alive in the Lobby Bar, parasailing with Shirley, Erin and Sarah, scuba with Sarah, chilling with The Bride to Be for a day, and chest pops with Alison to Calle Ocho.
Getting back to Oaxaca was good, except I had neglected to leave the flight informatin for Ralph, and my flight was delayed. On arrival in Oaxaca, he was no where to be found. I called the house - no answer. I paced and debated what to do. I was woried something had happened over the weekend. My cell phone was not cooperating and my blackberry email was down. Thankfully, they have Boingo wireless at the airport. US$7.95 later, I found Ralph via Skype, he was safe, at home, looking for me. Reunited at last! I promise to plan better next time!