Sadly, I realize that I left off a few important details from the last post. I was in a hurry to publish, and let's face it, I haven't had a lot feedback about our story and wasn't feeling too funny. So I did what I try never to do and certainly preach against, I cut corners and wrote what I thought the audience (whoever that is) might want to read. Well, now I'm going to fill in some of the details, funny or not . . .
Picture us for just a moment . . . three grown women (in mid-life) walking around the streets of Cabo San Lucas in our bathing suits. Granted, we wore coverups that were plenty stylish, but please, do you think we would walk around downtown anywhere in our bathing suits? Let me answer that: NO. And yet, there we were, walking around like we WERE our namesakes, in our bathing suits, pretending we looked like they WOULD in their bathing suits. Now that is too funny!
Our shopping spree was equally humorous! We poured over all the items in the first two or three outdoor booths, trying to decide on THE piece of pottery that was the most unique, or which trinket was the most authentic. Too funny that all the items we were considering were probably made somewhere else, certainly not Mexico! We finally did find one shop that had walls and a door and air conditioning. This store owner did seem to have more unique items, or we were just tired of looking and "willed" it to be so. Nevertheless, we bought several of her pieces and decided they were ALL authentic Mexican art.
The best purchase, besides the adopted wooden animals with the bobbing heads, was the hammock Charlotte bought for her daughter. It was a chair hammock so it wasn't as huge as a regular hammock. But it was substantial and she did share her seat with it on our return flight! In summary, we each bought t-shirts, pottery, shot glasses, and the aforementioned hammock, with little or no thought about how we would get any of it home. Trust me, that story will become a post of its own.
Head bobbing adopted animals? This poor little fellow only has three legs. We had to prop him up against the ashtray, that we had no use for, in order for him to hang with the other animals. Charlotte soon took over his care while I chose two others who were looking at me longingly. Samantha was in charge of the rest. Before we finished our beautiful adult beverages, Samantha was visited by yet another young man, this one more desperate than the last two, to sell more animals for adoption. Who could resist? Not Samantha! We sipped our drinks and tried to look like we owned one of the yachts behind us in the harbor. I think I can speak for all of us when I say this was one of the best afternoons of the entire trip, even if we were in our bathing suits . . .
Soon, it was time to say goodbye to our pretend yacht, our little corner of heaven at the marina, and Eddie, who Samantha and Charlotte wanted to bring home for me (Carrie). As we gathered up the animals and all our packages, we said goodbye to downtown Cabo. With one last sip and a final toast, we slowly made our way to the sidewalk in front of our oasis. Eddie was sad to see us leave (we were entertaining and great tippers!) bringing a hand to his heart he uttered, in broken English, "my heart with you." And that was it . . . we turned to leave and didn't look back . . .
In character, Carrie never looks back! |
To be continued . . .
Humor is all about context, right? I think this is funny, and I write humor for a living!!
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