Back to the Grind

Travis and I have come back from our vacation. I wish I could say that it was a great experience for both of us...but I can't.

Travis and I arrived in Cabo San Lucas on Sunday. We met up with our friends the Hruska's, Brisco's, and the Wagner's. By Monday morning, Travis was sick. He had gotten a stomach virus and stayed in the room all day. Monday night we dragged him off of the resort and into the city. We (all but Travis) ate and went to a few local bars. I was terrified. Our taxi was rushed by little kids trying to sell trinkets. Everyone tried to stop us in order to try to sell something. I was happy to get back to the resort. The Wagner's had to leave on Tuesday morning. Travis felt better that morning and came out to the beach. So, we all relaxed. Tuesday afternoon we decided to para sail. Travis gets motion sickness and did not want to go. All of the other couples were going and he did not want me to go up alone, so he went. Five minutes into the ride, he started to sweat and turned pure white. I flagged the boat to bring us down. He did not feel good for the rest of the trip.

I on the other hand had a blast. I did check on Travis during the day to make sure he was okay, but the rest of my time was spent at the beach. The waves were beautiful. The beach was amazing. I had the time of my life. The only thing that would have made it better would have been having Travis to share in all of the fun. I am so blessed to have a wonderful understanding husband and six great friends. Can't wait till next summer!