Weird assortment of Cancun-y pictures

Dewd. Did I mention my camera has been finicky? Well. It has.

And I went to Mexico to meet boyfriend’s-family and here is an assortment of shots…and all of them have weird lines through them. And I don’t know why, but the guy at the camera store said it was a sensor issue. So…sensor issue, I guess? It’s what I’m going with.

ANYWAY!

The little church in the little town about a mile from the resort (we ran there one morning! Bought super glue!) had this SEASHELL WALL ART. OF A MONSTRANCE. Call me SEASHELL NELL, I just had to snap a pic!!
The little church in the little town about a mile from the resort (we ran there one morning! Bought super glue!) had this SEASHELL WALL ART. OF A MONSTRANCE. Call me SEASHELL NELL, I just had to snap a pic!!

And it was English mass and five minutes before mass a lady came through like, “Do you want to lector?”

And I was like, “Why….YES. Always yes.”

Because I love it.

I could apologize, but I will not.

And one day a bunch of the family played a volleyball game. But I did not. I laid in a hammock and I have approximately 0 regrets from this decision.
And one day a bunch of the family played a volleyball game. But I did not. I laid in a hammock and I have approximately 0 regrets from this decision.

See anyone who looks familiar in that shot? Well, you should.

Like THIS GUY for instance.  He translated a lot of the things for me. And we went zip-lining one day. And when I fell asleep in the plane, he asked the flight attendant for a blanket, and I woke up covered in blanket and awwww yissssss. (Too much information? Trying to gauge. I thought ya'll would like to see his face and Mexican-hipster-made wooden sunglasses).
Like THIS GUY for instance.
He translated a lot of the things for me. And we went zip-lining one day. And when I fell asleep in the plane, he asked the flight attendant for a blanket, and I woke up covered in blanket and awwww yissssss. (Too much information? Trying to gauge. I thought ya’ll would like to see his face and Mexican-hipster-made wooden sunglasses).

Conversation I had with some of the little-cousins in the morning of a beach-day.
Me: Hi!! Are you guys going to play with me at the beach today? 😀
Little boy: *Gives me the once-over* I don’t know. Did you bring good toys?

Uh. I guess I didn’t, little kid.

Oh, and one day there was supposed to be this family picture on the beach.
Oh, and one day there was supposed to be this family picture on the beach.

And we were all supposed to wear white. Only, I didn’t know these rules, so I only had a white shirt and one of the cousins lent me her skirt.

Did you want to see this?

Bam.  Fifty people.  And I met them all.  And probably air-kissed all of them a half-dozen times over the course of 5 days because apparently that's what you do in this family.
Bam.
Fifty people.
And I met them all.
And probably air-kissed all of them a half-dozen times over the course of 5 days because apparently that’s what you do in this family.
But they were real nice and switched to English a solid…um…30% of the time?

One day at dinner I heard we were supposed to do something at 9 the next morning. Only, I never caught what it was and never thought to ask that night. And the next morning I jerked awake at seven:thirty and asked the sister-I-shared-the-room-with in a panicked voice, “HEY! Something happens at nine! What are we supposed to do at nine???”
But she didn’t remember, either.

Eventually I found out it was “eat breakfast.” Cue tension cool-down.

Oh, and my legs were bitten mad-hot by some weird bugs. I'll tell my sister my blog login in case a funeral is in the near future.
Oh, and my legs were bitten mad-hot by some weird bugs. I’ll tell my sister my blog login in case a funeral is in the near future.

But! I’m home, I’m safe, and I held both piggies yesterday.

I didn’t die: I survived and I have lived to tell the story. And I’m home and the air smells like what I know again.

Pig!EE! Nose!Zez!
Pig!EE! Nose!Zez!

Also: salt water tastes super salty as it runs all over and into your mouth.
Also: the U.S. is behind so, so far in the international fruit juice discussion. Fresh-squeezed fruits? Apparently all the other nations have this, America, as an expectation. Please, get on that level.
Also: I was referred to as a “gringita” and that just tickled my funny bone.
Also: I wore a swimsuit on the weekend I met the extended-family and kissed babies and pleasantly chatted with the adult-y adults and navigated a new nation and a foreign language. Someone give me a sticker.

XXOO,
N

One night this was set before me.  I think the official title is probably "Ocean-bottom soup" or something like that.  Yes, yes, those are claws on claws inside. And octopus tentacles. And crustacean wiggly-bits.  Again with the sticker.
One night this was set before me.
I think the official title is probably “Ocean-bottom soup” or something like that.
Yes, yes, those are claws on claws inside. And octopus tentacles. And crustacean wiggly-bits.
Again with the sticker.

😉
*takes a bow*

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