Friday, June 01, 2007

Mexico, day 2

The bars were a little bizarro last night. Perhaps the bizarro-ness of a Don-free karaoke night can transcend international borders and infiltrate the bars in Cabo. Which is not to say that I didn't have a good time. On the contrary, it was a great time.

After some strong drinks at Martini Jungle, care of a bartender who is a fan of Phi Psis (and Phi Psis' American Dollars), we rolled over to El Squid Roe. Every night ends at El Squid Roe. This is a sign in El Squid Roe:

For whatever reason, half of the TVs in the bar were showing a draft-legal (ie, quasi-road-race) triathlon. Drunk Don was excited. Drunk Don shouted at the triathletes to work together and stop being pansies, exclaiming "What's wrong with you? Go harder!". Drunk Don made a bit of an ass of himself.

Today was a recovery day. After breakfast, we read by the pool, swam in the pool, did a bit of a workout, and just tried to relax. Handloff and I played the ugliest ever game of chess. We set the board up wrong, with his queen opposite my king... I was in check in 5 turns. We forgot to announce checks. During some queen-on-queen dueling, we realized that we'd been playing for 3 turns with my king in check. Chess by the pool. Not bad.

Oh, and here's the view from the breakfast table. That's a wet bar gazebo on the left.

Part of the compound has been rented out for some social gathering, a mucho-dinero-per-plate dinner for 100. I took a picture of the setup before it started. Note that the lawn is actually on the roof of one of the buildings in the compound.

Finally, Handloff has requested that to make up for the last post, I add the following picture, which pretty much speaks for itself.

1 comment:

Will said...

queen on queen action? only in Mexico.