AND OTHER FAVORITE PASTIMES
Hurricane Wilma, October 21st and 22nd, 2005 blew Cancun and its tourist business away. The huge storm with 250 MPH winds demolished the hotel strip on Kulkucan Boulevard and devastated the town. It reduced the expansive, beautiful beach to a few feet and took all the lovely palapas, the sand,the cushions, chairs and people's jobs away with it. We didn't go back till 2008. But my son and his family did--and came home with stories of streets strewn with shattered glass and debris, restaurants, shops and roads closed. The video on the link brought tears to my eyes, as I saw the damage again.
I saw what Wilma did to Cancun in 08, when we went back. The hotel had an album of photos that shocked, but all looked good again that year--except for the beaches. They were hardly there. In 2009 and 10, seventy million was poured into the shoreline building it back up to its former beauty. When Honey and I walked on the beach last week, I really appreciated every dime spent and every grain of sand that clung to my feet. Kids appreciated it too. I also appreciated people watching lying on the thick cushion on my lounge. They were new too. Honey chose the JW because they had cushions on the beach lounges and the club floor. Honey loves luxury. I love Honey for loving luxury. And we both are crazy about the JW just three and a half hours from home. We were thrilled to be back. And I was so busy enjoying the sights, our friends, swimming laps and playing water volley ball with Honey, sketching was not a priority--but I did manage to knock off a few:
Me sucking it in and mugging it up for the camera. The trick on vacation to looking okay, (remember the bathing suit?) is a large pair of sunglasses to cover the circles under your eyes and detract from the age spots creeping in. No one makes up Cancun poolside. No make-up is allowed. If you do gussy up to go to the beach--big flouncy hat, flowered flowing cover up and four inch high wedgies to elongate your legs then everybody knows this is your first time. You don't vacation much and you're not a veteran beach bum.
In 2008 I was in Cancun in between having my mastectomy and starting chemo. This trip I was celebrating my making it through all that to celebrate my 70th. I am one grateful chick.