Sarah set a new PR and track record today: 5 feet!!!
April 2009 Archives
This year Ten Grand grew to Twelve Grand as we were blessed to have Tracy and Nate join us for the week.
This year we also went a little further south, a little further off the beaten path and a little closer to heaven on Solomon Bay.
We had the best of almost everything . . . . sun, shade, ocean, pool, rest, play, food, drink, togetherness, solitude . . . . . . . .(just not very good internet access).
We even had our own house cats: Adolf and his mistress, Eva.
Although the kids are growing up way too fast, they're still not too old for a little bit of surf and sand.
We spent one day playing tourist at Xel-Ha.
The girls are basking in the sun on the Lazy River while Jeff and Nate demonstrate their manliness (and impeccable form) jumping off the cliff. Even Tracy jumped. (She didn't hold her nose, Nate ;-)
Sam and Jeff were determined to make it across the lagoon on the ropes.........and they did!
A few miles even further south is the even more idyllic stretch of beach in Tulum. The silky white sand goes for miles and miles but there are no crowds or high rises, just quaint cabanas, beach clubs and eco-tents that are nestled discretely into the canopy of trees.
We spent our last day of vacation at the most infamous beach club in Tulum: Mil Amores aka Casa Magna.
As the name implies, this is NOT an ordinary beach club --- and photos cannot begin to portray the magnitude of scale (and attiude) upon which this fortress was built for the drug lord Pablo Escobar. It is austere, yet elegant. Inviting, yet haunting.
We spent the afternoon enjoying the beach and the breeze while the staff enjoyed pampering us and reminding us, "Mi casa, su casa."
As the sun set, we ascended to the upper portico (a glimpse of this magnificent vista is shown below) where we savored the magic of the day's fading light while we savored our hors d'oeuvres and wine. Alberto, the owner himself, repeated with his mesmerizing latino eyes and accent, "Mi casa, su casa."
Dinner was served in our own private dining room and the evening eventually came to an end . . . . . as with all good things.
Casa Magna, Familia Magna, Memorias Magna
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(Steve puts all 15 sections of our pier -- and the boat lift -- in all by himself.)
Just got back from vacation . . .
While some of us get burned while on vacation (YES, that is Tracy's handprint on Nate's back), I get burned when I return home. (No time to blog, Bubby, but I will try to catch up this weekend!)
Steve surprised me with an early birthday present this week......He crossed the picket lines and presented me with a new MacBook. He has always been the Apple of my eye, but now more than ever.
Here's some fun Rae and I had with "Photo Booth."
