Seven hours and many coats of sunscreen later we retired to the room waterlogged and sundrenched to prepare for the big party of the week El Fiesta Mexicana at the Del Lago resturaunt at the resort. We all looked smashing i do believe...especially the one in that short black skirt
It was an enormous presentation of the history of Mexico from the days of the Mayas to the Spanish inquistion, through recent times. It included the dance of the dead which was a really fantatsic spectalce to behold. The food and the drinks were endless, Arden ate 4 desserts and others (that i will not name) did as well...there was an entire Mayan god made out of chocolate. Jack Aaron gorged himself on fajitas and I was dumb enough to try the habanero salsa again...thinking that the first time was a strange anomoly and that nothing could really be that hot...well it was. My sinuses have never been clearer.
I had a little time to kill on our way back to the US, so i found a bootleg internet connection leaking out of some little side bistro as we waste away in the Aeropureto in Mexico City. The final leg of our flight into Houston was delayed for 3 hours...well that was the last update we recieved anyway. We should have been arriving in Houston at 7:25..but we aren't leaving here until 8:05... so I suppose it will be early in the Saturday AM before we can grace Vidalia with our presence again. Later on muchochos ;-)