Thursday, November 20, 2008

Trippin': Puerto Vallarta - Dreams Resort

The bf and I stayed at the all inclusive Dreams Resort & Spa during our short time in Puerto Vallarta. Beautiful place! The hotel had it's own private beach and somewhat strictly monitored everyone who came in and out of the resort. We mostly stayed and enjoyed the hotel instead venturing out into the city since we were paying an arm and a leg for free food and drinks. We chose to swim in the pools over the beach because there were rocks everywhere in the water that made it difficult to walk around if you didn't wear aqua socks. Overall, it was almost like being on a cruise except that here, alcohol beverages were included, as watered down as they may be. Tipping is supposedly included and not necessary but the people here work so hard that it was difficult for us to just get up and go without at least leaving a dollar. Some folks were able to take the whole no tipping thing a bit to seriously. That just blows my mind. Another example of people being very careful with their money. It's such a shame.


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Hotel lobby featuring the bf checking in.

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The gorgeous view from the lobby.

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The long walk to our room with foliage surrounding us everywhere.

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One of the first things our bell man luggage carrier guy did was go straight to our mini bar and popped open some Corona's for us to enjoy. Everything in the mini-fridge is free and part of the package. So basically, this is the only time we get to enjoy that luxury. Thanks goodness for that cos the water bottles in there mos def came in handy.

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Our room was mediocre. It wasn't carpeted which I'm not sure I was too crazy about. I'm not sure what it was but our bed didn't feel 100% clean. Maybe it was the humidity or something. We blasted the a/c in our room because at times, drastic change was needed from the yucky weather outside. As I mentioned in a previous blog, it was about ninety something degrees every single day with like 100% humidity. HAWT! HAWT! HAWT!

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It's kinda cool though to roll over every morning and wake up with to this:

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Every room has a great view.

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Like my nails?!? I call it the Chinese manicure.

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Bathroom highlights and the much needed incense. What a great idea! They also provided large bottles of shampoo and condtioner. We didn't use it though cos I always bring my own stuff.

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It's a Corona plant!

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There were about three or four pools. This one is the adults only infinity pool that was always packed with people.

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It's dranky, dranky time. The beer was on tap and we suspected that it was also most likely watered down.

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This would have been a great picture if only my tropical blended drink wasn't in the process of separating.

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The folks there are some of the hardest working people I know.

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Gift shop.

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Another one of my drinks separating. That's how you know the quality of the drink isn't too great.

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This was at the main pool. You get to look at the jungles of Puerto Vallarta while sun bathing.

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The cutest flower girl ever was sun bathing in the lounge chair in front of us.

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One half of the resort. Our room was in this building.

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The other half of the resort.

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Like a cruise, the hotel put a lot of effort into planning all sorts of daily activities. During the day, they had beach volleyball, jungle trekking, natural rock wall climbing and more. At night, they had comedy shows, karaoke and casino night. The bf and I missed all of those activities cos we either went to sleep early or as in the case of karaoke, it was when our friends were getting married. Boo! That's what I really wanted to do too! We also missed all the day time activities cos of scheduling conflict but I did get to play some beach volleyball. Man, I'm super out of shape! Anyhow, one of the nights we were there, they had a Monday night football thing set up. Boo again. Who cares about that! I want karaoke! Lounge chairs were set up on the beach and people could enjoy hotdogs while watching the game that was projected onto this huge screen.

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This is the restaurant with the buffet. Yums!

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Monday, November 17, 2008

Musik Mundi: Lenka

And the movement of childlike female vocal talent continues. Loves it! There's always room for happy head bobbing music. Lenka is half Australian and half Czech. Czech please! She was pretty much born and raised in Australia so she sings with this awesome accent. Why can't the Asian accent be just as cool? Not fair! I heard her song Trouble Is A Friend on the last episode of Grey's Anatomy and thought it was so cute! It's very similar to some of the older Canto-Pop songs that I used to listen to. It better not be a rip!

*photo courtesy of amazon.com*


Lenka
Album: Lenka (2008)
Song: Skipalong
Song: The Show
Song: Knock Knock
Song: Trouble Is A Friend
Song: Don't Let Me Fall

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Bachey: 2X

I met 2X back in college a few times but never really got to know her until these past couple of years. She's mos def a sweet girl and a super fashionista. I could seriously learn a few things from her. And on top of all that, she's a DDS! She's getting married to one of the bf's besties in a month or so and a bunch of girls convened in Vegas for some final days of singledom fun. Yowza! I'm normally not a girly girl. But a lot the girls there were. After three days, I can definitely say I found the girl from within. And it wasn't bad at all! I had such a GREAT time that I can not wait for the next all girls trip. I can handle that in moderation. We gave each other makeovers and styled each other's hair and had little fashion shows. Well, they did all the work. Haha. I have no business with make-up application or fashion tips of any kind! Of course, there was also the usual mischief associated with bachelorette parties. Lots of dancing and drinking. But lots will stay confidential. There was so much dancing involved that half the group had blisters on their feet. Band-aids were mos def a hot commodity on both mornings.


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Meet 2X! The drama queen.

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Gettin' the hairstylin' on.

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Did lots of shopping. Shoes!

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2X and Transam will be going to Spain and France for their honeymoon so she stocked up on suitable European wear.

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Dranky! Dranky!

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Cheers!

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Everything is a lot funnier when you're under the influence.

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Makeovers.

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First you rim the eyes.

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Next you curl the lashes.

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And then you finish with some mascara. Got it?!?

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Some of the girls made this cute little half skirt that you can tie around the waist. They decorated it with condoms and other risque items of that nature and made 2X wear it all night long. Some of the items fell off and we kept wondering what if it fell off on the cab ride to the club. We felt bad for the people who rode in the cab after us!

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In the end, we accomplished our job as 2X's friends. We got her pretty wasted and on the morning of checkout, she was hungover as a bat. We stayed at the Paris hotel and unfortunately, there was no late check-out available that morning. So after we got kicked out of our room, we had to chill in the ice room (get it? chill? ice? oh whatever) until 2X was capable of moving around without having to vomit. Success! But I still feel bad. I think I bought her the last shot that put her over the edge. Oops!

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Friday, November 14, 2008

Wedding: Isela & Andy - Pt.4

10.28.2008
Le Kliff

I'm a VERY picky eater. I don't eat beef. It's a personal choice. I don't eat seafood. It's by allergic choice. So of course, the entree for the reception just had to be steak and lobster. Bleh. Luckily, there was a kids plate of fries and chicken tenders which were super yummy! I love junk food and I love chicken tenders. I'm a cheap date. Because there was maybe forty people total in attendance, everyone saw the delivery of the chicken tenders to me. It turns out all forty people were basically equally super nosy and all had to inquire about why the supposed adult lady person was opting for chicken tenders instead of the steak and lobster. Seriously. Is it really anyone's business? I guess it is. I had to explain to everyone how I do not eat beef and that I'm allergic to shellfish. For some reason, people never seem to understand why I choose not to eat beef. It's like blasphemy or something. I hate to put a damper on a wedding blog that's supposed to be all peaches and roses and stuff but I really have to throw this in. The groom's sister, is supposedly all religious and good and stuff. She called me out when I used the F-word when playing volleyball. And then that evening, this religious person decided to talk about me in VIetnamese, which I understand perfectly, and made Muslim jokes because I didn't eat beef. Wow. How resepectable of her. So I looked at her and rolled my eyes. And then she laughed and stated that they couldn't talk about me because I understood Vietnamese. The only thing I have to say is now I know why she is the oldest one in her family and the only one that is still single. Not only is she ugly on the inside, she's also pretty ugly on the outside. I make no apologies for any ill will I have towards people like that. Now back to the wedding reception at hand. It was beautiful. It was intimate. Do all Mexicans know how to dance and shake their bootay? I think they do!


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First dance.

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Father and Daughter dance.

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