Twelfth Night: Mexico

It is Epiphany tomorrow, and we will be spending most of the day in an airport, or on a plane, going from one extreme (climate-wise) to another.

Tonight, our last evening here, I thought I'd try to describe, just a little, what our surroundings are like. As a Midwestern Lutheran girl of modest means and aspirations, these are some of the things I have noticed:

1. When we get off our elevator on our floor, there is a counter with apples, cookies, and champagne glasses. Today I finally noticed, for the first time, that there was also champagne.

2. We are truly on the beach. There are pools for adults and children, as well as sea/ocean access. Still, it seems unreal to me, as if down underneath the sand somewhere, there is a concrete floor, and we are really at Disney World.

3. Our Resort reminds me a little of the one and only cruise we took (we won a drawing for a AAA vacation Voucher several years ago!); you don't really have to leave the premises for anything, if you don't want to. There are five different restaurants, bars, and many different kinds of activities for children and adults, all day (yoga, Spanish lessons, crafts, movies, to name a few). There is a spa, fitness center and beauty salon (I wish I had gotten a french manicure.)

4. People are always asking you if you want a drink. (that reminds me a little of the cruise, too.)

5. The bath products all smell a little like ginger.

6. On the other end of the hall (from the apples, cookies and champagne) is a bar with a bartender, just for our floor; also, in the morning, coffee, orange juice and croissants.

7. Every evening someone stops buy with a special treat, like the chocolate-covered strawberries.

It doesn't seem very much like Christmas here, except for three things:

-a Christmas tree in the foyer

-a creche out near the beach

-our tour guide yesterday did wish us a "Feliz Navidad."

Feliz Navidad! Merry Epiphany!