Viva Cuba Libre, but not just yet!

It has come to my attention that perhaps I may have included only the extreme details when describing my last two weeks of adventure in my opening paragraph of my last post. In fact there are much calmer details I may have left out in the interest of poetic license and Pablo Hyperbolie. I´d just like to take the opportunity to set the record straight.

Before I get to the subject title of this post I want to waste a few more minutes of your employers time and share a few more details and fotos about Tulum.

Some of you may have been under the impression that the grass hut I stayed in was lacking in the traditional amenities that Pablo has become accustomed to. Au contraire... There was a private toilet.

Composting Away Odorless and Silent

The shower, however, had no hot water. 90 degree temps and 75% humidity eliminate the need.

Cold Showers Were Also Necessary For The Traditional Purpose

I´d explain the above caption but lets just say that it had to do with the "woman of my dreams" and I´ll expand on that by saying "Machete don´t text, and Pablo don´t kiss and tell"

Sometimes at really fancy hotels you get a welcoming bouquet of flowers or a bottle of champagne or perhaps a free drink in the bar. Here the grass huts come with a welcoming committee in the sink. Every time I got near him he seemed to be "clapping his cute little hands" but I could be mistaken.

Those are little tiny "clappers" right?

 

I told myself, I said, "Self, let´s just be a little adventurous of an eater this time and keep it to traditional foods considering the GI distress of the previous few years." So did I do that? Not exactly...

I Mean Really, What Can A Little BBQ/baked/Fried Squid REALLY Hurt?





Nooooooooooo!

On a final Tulum note, I can´t seem to stop pouring sweat. 4-5 liters of water a day is about the norm just to stay hydrated around here. To give you an idea, here´s a photo at 1am in the morning with Pablo bathing in his own sweat, wondering, "Is there a pill to acclimate to humidity?"

Pablo The Sweat-A-Saurus With Hot Chick At His Left

The days were unforgettable and the nights even more so. While this has been my best trip ever, there´s PLENTY more stories and adventures in the pipeline. With that I bid you all adeiu and remind you that you can comment freely, opening and anonymously.

Now get back to work!