Thursday, May 22, 2008

Jess & Sarah


We had a great excuse for Rod's first trip out of the country: Our good friends, Jess and Sarah, were getting married in Cabo San Lucas. Although it was not the type of trip I usually take, it definitely had its perks (I mean in addition to taking a vacation with 20 of your closest friends). We left at a reasonable hour and still arrived in time for a late lunch. The hotel was huge/gorgeous/opulent, all things you expect out of an all-inclusive resort in Cabo. It was definitely not the hostel/cabina circuit I am accustomed to. We were greeted with margaritas. I was on number three within the first hour. Note to self, all inclusive = bad for diet. I drew the line at the liquor dispensers in the room. :)




We had a fiasco with the room. Apparently "double" means two single beds scooted together. Unacceptable. After an hour of complaining, we were upgraded to a room with a king bed and an ocean view. Suite!

Sarah made us the cutest welcome beach bags. After settling in, we headed over to the welcome reception at the Ventana bar. Bienvenidos a Mexico!

Monday, May 12, 2008

Goodbye Honduras

I had some time before we had to leave to catch my flight, so Regina, Tony, and I went on a walk to see if we could find any interesting birds. I might have mentioned this before, but the place we stayed Paradise something (close to D&D Brewery) is beautiful. It is a big coffee plantation, with banana trees, and a river running through it. It was such a relaxing way to end my stay. Usually it is just a frantic early morning cab ride to the airport. Saying goodbye to Regina was really hard. It has been so great spending time with her. I'm glad I have such a great friend (and someone I can live vicariously through).

Ode to a camera

Well, it happened. I finally finished off my Nikon S3. It was such a great camera. It accompanied me all through South America, Bali, Hong Kong, China, Honduras, and everywhere in between. I loved the pictures it took, and the fact that it fit into even my smallest purse. I'll be the first to admit that I abused the camera. It was always in my camelback during mountain biking and in my front pocket skiing. I rarely ever missed a photo opportunity, and knew just what buttons to push to get exactly the shot I wanted. What finally killed it? Moisture. No, I didn't drop it in a puddle. I just took a picture (or four) while I was standing under a water fall. They weren't even great pictures because there was so much moisture on the lens. Now, if I had been camara savvy, I would have stopped taking pictures, gone home, taken out the batteries, and let the camera dry for a couple of days. I didn't, and I fried my camera. :( So, I apologize, that my last Honduras post, will not be accompanied by any pictures.