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You know those shirts that say something like: "I went to this awesome place and all I came back with was this stupid t-shirt." Well that's kind of how I felt this morning -- the last few days were a blur. I'm sure I had a ball, I just don't know that I can remember all of it. I'm just glad John managed to take some photos along the way to document the fact that we were actually there. Our resort was incredible; we had a two story villa that could have slept heaps of people. There were howler monkeys in the trees and iguanas everywhere. We also found out that racoons are apparently a tropical animal -- at least at this resort they are. And what villa is complete without a hot tub bathroom that looks like something straight out of Scarface.








I can't say I remember seeing a sunset in person over the 6 nights we were there, but John caught one.








The only place I actually got photos was underwater. The diving wasn't spectacular but we did see puffer fish, a white tip shark, an eel, and an octopus. The equipment was a bit shady and the dive master let some of us run our tanks way lower than I've ever seen before. We also made it out for a day of surfing a little ways down the coast. The jeep ride out was more exciting than the surf: we drove through flooded roads and over bridges that I'm sure were just a few 2x4s. All in all, a great time that now requires a vacation to recover.