Friday, March 24, 2006

Cheeseburger in Paradise

Imagine you are performing the above song to two individuals who have never heard of it and believe that what sanity you had before the beach, completely got washed out with the tide. That pretty much set the tone for the beach excursion. That’s what I get for hanging out with a friend who is nearly 10 years my junior and her 13 year old daughter. Talk about generational gaps. It is what makes our trips together fabulous. Diversity friends, it is the spice of life. The new black, if you will.

We had a minor snafu upon check in to our lavish hotel. Once I talked HFS down off the ledge, our sandy journey began. I am extremely delirious to report that we did not, at any time, visit a flea market nor plan each morsel that would enter our systems the entire trip. Our itinerary consisted of the go with the flow agenda. We were on vacation, dammit!

As I previously mentioned, the entire cheerleading brigade of America happened to be in our little beach town the same time we were. It actually worked out well in that it kept the leering Canadian golf nuts out of our hotel. Yay team! Also, since they were competing the same time we were lounging, we did not have to deal with any extra self image problems had they been out and about while we were. Score! We also had some nice eye candy as it was also spring break for the college kids. I don’t seem to remember such hotties when I was in college. Maybe they grow them different these days.

Besides Patrick, who needs to visit a proctologist and have that stick removed, all of the servers we encountered understood and played along with our sense of humor. It makes for good tipping.

We are definitely not ready for any type of professional bowling competition. All I will reveal is that balls were rolled and pins were knocked over. Much giggling and sore muscles followed. This in turn made the hot tubs even more endearing.

My flights were enjoyable. On the way down I had to be social with my seat mate. It was not exactly what I had in mind but it made the trip move that much faster. On the way back I had what must have been a swinging couple seated next to me. They were doing their damnedest to make it into the mile high club. I almost had to ask them to move it into the lavatory. Luckily the turbulence we encountered cooled things down.

All in all I achieved what I wanted, relaxation. Of course more sun worshiping would have been ideal. I need to keep the dermatologists in business. Maybe next trip.

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HotForSimon said...

OK...let me redeem myself here...I HAVE heard OF the song, but NOT being a big Jimmy Buffet fan, I do not know the words. If you noticed, when we visited the SECOND Jimmy Buffet themed restaurant of our trip, I WAS singing along to Margaritaville....that's GOT to count for SOMEthing, right??? LOL

I'm more partial to the man's cheeseburgers than I am his music....LOL

Let me also add, that when booking a hotel room and they advertise it as "OCEANFRONT" make sure to ask if there would be a kiddie pool with a pirate's lagoon between you and the ACTUAL oceanfront. Sorry, but to me, that is POOLSIDE...not oceanfront. But, it's all good dawg. It's more about the company...and I couldn't have asked for better best friend and my daughter. Good times!

ps. Please don't ever mention bowling ever...EVER again. I couldn't care less if I ever hear the crash of pins again in my life...LOL...a few pins were, indeed, knocked problem is I can still every one of them. LOL

Wicked H said...

I am sure you aren't the only woman on the planet who covets Mr. Buffets cheeseburgers. Or whatever the kids are calling "it" these days.....

(she types snickering and ducking under computer stand)

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Weary Hag said...

Laughing both at your post and at HFS's comment here.

Um. I don't know the song either, but I never was a fan of JB's. (so stab me already)

I agree that TRAVEL should include carefully laid out plans. VACATION time should not. Once I arrive to my destination, I'm a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants woman myself. To me, it's the only way.

Glad you had fun and relaxation. Even more glad you're back with the rest of us peons.

wallofdenial said...

Damit Wicked,,,,,,Now you have that dam song stuck in my head all day!!!!

I am not a big fan of parotts!!!

Glad you had a good time,,,

What did you steal from the hotel?

Nutcracker Sweet 54 said...

hey HFS BIL, Little Mermaid and I love the restaurant Cheeseburgers in Paradise.....we eat there a couple time a month...Little Mermaid collects the tiny sunglasses that they give out with the drinks. Sounds like you all had a good time. the sand was great!