And from beginning to end the trip was nothing less than
incredible.
We flew into Vancouver in the afternoon where the Hunter and
I walked sloppily around China town tasting all it had to offer. From trying cray
fish and noodles to adventuring out to find a Rachel Hollis’s highly
recommended book [by both my sister and the Hunter’s sister] Girl, Wash your
face it was such a simple experience on how much fun adventuring new
territory will be with the Hunter with future endeavors. We met up with the
Hunters family the following morning, where our trip hit our only real bit of turbulence
as we only just made it to our gate at the airport – apparently traveling with
eleven people is a bit more tricky than solo travel struggles, with larger
luggage, more personality and bigger laughter.
The resort was almost as beautiful as our ocean view from
our room and coffee never tasted more delicious than sipping it from the deck of our room. Highlights included trying paddle boarding and partner yoga. The
Hunter argues that there should be a class called Competitive Yoga, as he
struggled with his patience as we struggled with some of the poses, while I
laughed the entire time. I was also pretty proud that I could withstand his
weight when I was encouraged to do the cat/cow pose while I supported his upper
body with my own. I had a glorious time and, as always, he said he was happy
that I was happy.
We were lucky enough to take a family trip, where the eleven
of us had our private catamaran, which was truly a once in a lifetime experience;
once we got accustomed to the rough sea (hello gravel), we enjoyed lounging on
the front of the boat where we caught some waves and rays and also had four
dolphins great us, which was probably one of my top five moments of Mexico.
Our evenings were spent sipping sweet beverages and chatting
with the Hunter's cousins well into the night. The days were spend walking the
beach and lounging in cabanas where I got to know the Hunter's world travelling Aunt (woman after my own heart) and quiet but catty Uncle. The three kids bounced around between adults,
where they’d sometimes go snorkeling with the Hunter (forever a water guy), I'm proud to say that I put on a pretty intense handstand competition in the pool with the kids
and I.
On the morning we were heading to the airport the one of the
boys told me how he didn’t want to see the Hunter and I leave. I told him how
sad I was too, but quickly reminded him that we would get all eleven of us together soon for a pizza
making session accompanied by popcorn and a screening of all the photos we took
from the last seven days. I told the Hunter several times in Meixco how wonderful it
was to be able to spend the time to get to know his people all that much more.
Thanks to globe trotting I’ve made so many connections with people all over the
world, so for me, it's a new perspective to spend so many intimate
hours together with people in a different country and this time 'round, actually know that we
would see them again, and soon.
Ciao Bella
It's a hang on kinda ride, whispin' in through space and
time,
Rockin' this big old rock just tryn'a have fun
So let's drink another beer, here's to another year,
Let's take another crazy trip around the sun
Rockin' this big old rock just tryn'a have fun
So let's drink another beer, here's to another year,
Let's take another crazy trip around the sun
- Kenny Chesney, Trip Around the Sun
