Day 6...taken

Today the ocean claimed me.

I got sea sick while we were deep sea fishing. It was god awful. I didn't throw up but I was so nauseous! The exhaust fumes didn't help either. We caught 10 yellow fin tuna though! Es muy bien! They were so pretty but when the skipper and I got it close enough to grab he stabbed it with a HUGE hook. It was frightening. God the poor fish... Bloody AF. Ugh. Then I got sick again so I went and to lie down again in the godforsaken tiny boat. It was a good trip even though I got sick. The fish part was awesome. We let the guys have the fish. When we first went out we saw a tortuga! (Sea turtle) y whales! I saw a couple whales! They are apparently migrating this time of year! We also saw a couple schools of dolphins swimming around! There were so many swimming around! Once again in their natural habitat! So cool.

We got back, and I laid down for a skosh. while Brooke went to the beach and Rick to the bar. I went out and ate lunch by myself while was interesting but I had just my swimsuit on so it was a little awk. Birds kept me company! Lol. Awk.

I met Brooke on the beach and we laid there a while. Talked about how we want to flag down the cute little Mexican boys on the jet skis and ask them for a ride. No balls to do it though. We went for a short walk on the beach.

The sea claimed me a second time. We decide to play in the water and well the current decided it would snatch me up. It was terrifying trying to stand back up while seeing another wave coming right at you... Boom hits, pulls back, rips my glasses off, spits water into my eyes and mouth. Sand EVERYWHERE. I swear there was at least two cups of sand in my bottoms alone. Not to mention my bra. I am so pissed at this point and Brooke is freaking out. She helped me up. And I SPRINTED towards shore, not caring that my tits are bouncing to my face. Saved my own damn life as the lifeguard apparently noticed the struggle and was walking towards us. But I was already saved.

I marched back to the resort with an angry face and a body covered in sand. I must have looked wretched because even the annoying sales people didn't mess with me. I got a little rinsed off at the shower thing, then got a new towel, and went to the bar and got a drink and started looking for Brooke since she said she would meet me there... My waiter that has served me twice (once last night, and today during lunch) was there across the bar, his name was Bart. He didnt look over 17. Cute little Chicano. He looked at me with deep concern like "what in el diablo happened to you?!". How embarrassing. Lol. I got my drink with rum and slammed it. Finally found Brooke!

After my long shower the tub was filled with sand. Gross. I talked to frank for almost an hour! Room service came and filled our fridge with beer. Horay. Not that I drink that shit. My drink of choice here is Bacardi. Oye vey. We went to dinner at the Mexican restaurant. It was good as usual but I am not going to go into detail because well I am still recovering from my almost loss of life. So I had a suckling pig or whateva. It was a Mayan Dish and the bomb.com.

A mariachi band serenaded us! It was so precious!!! The sang about amour ;) eyy eyy. They were so portly and just so cute!!! Aww. I LOVE Mexicans.

I think Brooke and I are going to go play pool now. Adios amigos. Buenos noches and remember......


I LOVE MEXICANS.

And the sea claimed me. Or tried to buy I escaped 😏