Wednesday, May 11, 2011
When we first started talking about what to do for our tenth I was thinking of Europe first of all if we could manage getting away for a week. Maybe Paris or Venice. Or Spain. I dig Europe but Jenn suggested one of these all inclusive deals down in the Caribbean. We'd never done one of those and honestly it did not appeal to me. I'm not a big sitting in the sun guy, not a huge sitting around and do nothing guy.
Or so I thought.
We went to Punta Cana in the Dominican Republic, to an adults' only (cue the porno music and the hedgehog Ron Jeremy delivering a pizza) resort called Catalonia Royal. For a week we sat in the sun on the beach and by the pool, drank colourful drinks loaded with rum and sugar, read books, smoked, ate and ate and ate and also engaged in a wonderful activity that the Europeans refer to, I believe, as "sexual intercourse".
Whatever you want to call it its a humdinger of a way to spend your time.
When you're biggest decisions are beach or pool, where to go for dinner, Coco Loco or Tom Collins then the stress tends to flow out and away from you and so it did. Not a discouraging thought for seven days and indeed for the first days after we returned, my mind in an alcohol soaked, sun baked, sex drained daze that has probably never been seen.
So yeah we'll likely do it again.
There was no television, no phone, no Twitter or email or Blackberry. Internet was confined to two minutes each morning to check the hockey scores and so we missed Bin Laden's death, the rise of Harper and demise of the Liberals and Bloc and Jack Layton as leader of the opposition (I grew up with Trudeau as PM, near the tail end of the LPC being in power pretty well nonstop since the end of the Great War with the exception of the Chief. If you're my generation or older these election results are absolutely astounding.).
Also Tampa sweeping the Capitals and the Bruins exacting revenge on the Flyers and San Jose jumping out to an insurmountable lead.
Or maybe not.
Posted by Black Dog at 2:50 PM