Mexico, day 4

I'm going to try to show you where we're staying, but it's clear to me now that the photos simply don't do any justice to Jerry's compound.

Our apartment... Rob and I have this room, Mark and Prem have the other. Each has its own bathroom and fridge.


Walking down the stairs away from the rooms.


The pool outside our apartment. Yes, the slide is as fun as it looks.


The alley between the North and South side of the compound.


Our 'gym', the small yard where we did pushups, situps, etc in an attempt to not completely atrophy.


The view from the table outside the main building, where we have most of our meals.


Looking back up the hill towards the South side of the compound.


More houses on the South side, one terrace lower than the main building.


The house on the lowest level may be the nicest. Paris Hilton once reserved it, but cancelled. No, that wasn't a demonstrative exageration. Here is the living room.


Turning around, you see the Infinity Pool, complete with a sexy-posing Prem.


A gratuitous waterfall.


Apartments on the North side are guarded by a creepy statue.


Finally you have made your way down to the beach.


Who's house is this? See if you can guess. (clue: I didn't give him a Rutgers Cycling shirt)