Back from Cancun...physically anyway (part 1)

Aside from Rod being a really nervous nelly and not trusting me with the details of the actual travelling, all went reasonably well. I got sick once from having my first drink in years and then following it with a choppy boatride. I got a strange and uneven sunburn. I shopped a lot. We ate fresh fruit and drink tap water. Rod played so much Beach Volleyball that I'm sure they'll have to retire the net in honour of his leaving. We saw many little stray "resort" kitties to remind us that we were horrible parents for leaving our precious babies. We thoroughly enjoyed travelling executive class all the way there and back. We saw turtles, turtles and more turtles of all sizes, and baby chicks just hatching from their eggs, and jaguars, and butterflies, and pretty flowers, and ugly slimy fish, and iguanas, and naked people, and giant birds, and donkeys (sorry Chris, I wouldn't let Rod bring one home for you), and we climbed a 9-storey pyramid, and the beach was perfect, and the buffets were always fantastic and I can't believe I'm back in this frozen wasteland.

Ready everyone? We're all moving to Mexico! Pack up! You've got 1 hour.