According to Paul, a girls day out postpones the onset of the cabin fever. It seemed like a good excuse to head down into Playa del Carmen for the afternoon with all the gals from our little happy hour group.
For Morgan, I am going to change things up a bit and post my captions for each picture at the bottom. :)
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.
Some random little girl and her mom, we all thought she was adorable.
Nothing like taking a seat in a restaurant, looking up to see the moon.
And a little bit of plumbers butt.
Here is the lot of us before we starting drinking.
Then we met this dude.
I don't think Helen's arm was quite long enough to get that bottle of Jack Daniels. Dang! It would have been a great donation to Happy Hour.
They set these signs up around our table, and roped us in.
They made a real spectacle of us, the tourists were stopping and taking pictures.
On the way back to the cars, walking down 5 St.
hmmmm....naw, I really don't think I want to let a bunch of suckers eat all the dead skin off my body.
Now there's a good deal on lobster. I think I am going to have to try to convince Gerry to take me out for dinner here tomorrow night. Look at the size of those puppies.