In short, the vacation was awesome. The weather was great, the people were great (except for a few tense moments), I got to see two chicks fighting, and my 2 yr old niece started calling me by name. That in itself was a highlight.
The 5 of us stayed in a two bedroom, two bath hotel room, that was incredibly nice. It was basically a mini apartment with an attached hotel room...which was ALL MINE! A little seating area, mini fridge, coffee maker (for making my world famous Coffee Syrup), and king-sized bed. It's been a while since I've been around that many people for so long, but I gotta tell you, Dear Reader, I had a great time. Spending time with all of them was so much fun.
On Thursday, my nephew and I got to spend time together at the pool with just the two of us. At one point he said, "You know, Uncle BG, I like spending time with you. We're going to do..." Wow. Talk about making a grown man get teary eyed. That was the first of two times I got a little, uh, misty. :-)
The second time was at the airport. I met them in Dallas on the way out and we all flew back together too. Since my flight wasn't leaving for a while, I walked with them to the gate and hung around until they boarded. After hugging and kissing everyone, I turned around to leave...and my niece started to cry. I turned around and saw her pointing to me and crying. That was the first time she's ever done that...and it was the sweetest and saddest thing at the same time. Of course, I had to go back and make her laugh since I didn't want her to cry. I tickled her and kissed on her for a bit until she laughed. They had to get on the plane so I said goodbye again and started to walk away...and she started to cry again. I turned around waved and kept walking...and got misty eyed again.
And now, the chick fight. We were driving to the airport to visit my cousin and I noticed two women standing outside of the adult bookstore...at 1:00 in the afternoon. I was thinking, "Hey! Cool! Two chicks hanging out in front of the...HOLY CRAP!" Right about that time, one of the women reared back and knocked the ever-living shiite out of the other. I mean, that woman cocked her arm completely behind her back before she let loose. The recipient's knees buckled and down she went. The winner turns around, throws both arms into the air and starts pumping her fists. She hops into a pickup truck and drives away. It was like the Broadway musical version of COPS. No idea what happened to the punchee and didn't hang around to find out.
Well, Dear Reader, that's about it for the vacation. We're talking about going to Mexico next year...Vaya con dios, amigos!
Glad you had a good time!
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