The number of women in this house in Cabo has doubled as of yesterday night.
If you read my blog on a regular basis, you will remember that, on our trip in September, we were joined by a quartet of sorority sisters, grabbing a week of vacation early in the term. They did do some work, reading, having lecture notes sent to them, e mailing papers. Mainly,though, some relaxation and sun bathing before things get serious. They joined us because of the villa, which is superior to a hotel. Also, we have some privacy. They preferred to sunbathe topless (I have found this true of most women), but on the beach just would have been too much.
Two have graduated, and two are still searching for that rarest of creatures, the last General Educational Requirement. Or, Daddy has a lot of money and the real world is scary, and the Ivory Tower and the sorority are just too comfortable to leave. One of them e mailed me two months ago, and asked if they could use the villa. No, I explained, they would have to rent it. I did offer to schedule our vacation so that it would coincide with thier Spring Break. And I did so,
Last month, I heard that they probably could not make it happen, they would stay local. Yesterday, Aisha got a text that they were at the airport, and could we give them directions?
I figured they would be tired from the trip. No, we had reservations at El Squid (we have reservations every night), so they joined us. We reserve a large table, just in case a cute sweaty girl decides to dance on us. Also, it makes it easier for waiters to reach us. For a dance club, the food is surprisingly good. Tequila and cerveza are unsurprisingly cheap and flowing. We all got roaring drunk, it was great. A nice thing about our villa is that it is at the very top of the area. A long walk to town, but all downhill. Taxis all over, no need for a designated driver. Aisha speaks Spanish, but her words were so slurred the taxi driver could not understand. Also, she may not have been speaking Spanish.
We got home, I could make him understand where we wanted to go. I probably tipped way to much, but fine. I won money on the US Costa Rica game.
Three extra girls. There is one less bedroom this time around, since Megan and Courtney are in one. One bedroom left, and one fold out bed. I have no idea what they want the sleeping arrangements to be. Two girls from September, and a new one. A self described "tattooed Asian bomb thrower." Very hot. If she was wearing a pair of shorts and t shirt, you would not see any of them. All the sisters have to have thier letters tattooed on them; this girl fell in love with the needle.
Last time, none of the girls took off thier bikini bottoms (or thongs). Today, there was skinny dipping and totally nude sunbathing. Repeat. And again. My erectile dysfunction is really an advantage.
Saturday night. Lots of people headed home tomorrow. Should be plenty of debauchery tonight. And we like debauchery.
If you read my blog on a regular basis, you will remember that, on our trip in September, we were joined by a quartet of sorority sisters, grabbing a week of vacation early in the term. They did do some work, reading, having lecture notes sent to them, e mailing papers. Mainly,though, some relaxation and sun bathing before things get serious. They joined us because of the villa, which is superior to a hotel. Also, we have some privacy. They preferred to sunbathe topless (I have found this true of most women), but on the beach just would have been too much.
Two have graduated, and two are still searching for that rarest of creatures, the last General Educational Requirement. Or, Daddy has a lot of money and the real world is scary, and the Ivory Tower and the sorority are just too comfortable to leave. One of them e mailed me two months ago, and asked if they could use the villa. No, I explained, they would have to rent it. I did offer to schedule our vacation so that it would coincide with thier Spring Break. And I did so,
Last month, I heard that they probably could not make it happen, they would stay local. Yesterday, Aisha got a text that they were at the airport, and could we give them directions?
I figured they would be tired from the trip. No, we had reservations at El Squid (we have reservations every night), so they joined us. We reserve a large table, just in case a cute sweaty girl decides to dance on us. Also, it makes it easier for waiters to reach us. For a dance club, the food is surprisingly good. Tequila and cerveza are unsurprisingly cheap and flowing. We all got roaring drunk, it was great. A nice thing about our villa is that it is at the very top of the area. A long walk to town, but all downhill. Taxis all over, no need for a designated driver. Aisha speaks Spanish, but her words were so slurred the taxi driver could not understand. Also, she may not have been speaking Spanish.
We got home, I could make him understand where we wanted to go. I probably tipped way to much, but fine. I won money on the US Costa Rica game.
Three extra girls. There is one less bedroom this time around, since Megan and Courtney are in one. One bedroom left, and one fold out bed. I have no idea what they want the sleeping arrangements to be. Two girls from September, and a new one. A self described "tattooed Asian bomb thrower." Very hot. If she was wearing a pair of shorts and t shirt, you would not see any of them. All the sisters have to have thier letters tattooed on them; this girl fell in love with the needle.
Last time, none of the girls took off thier bikini bottoms (or thongs). Today, there was skinny dipping and totally nude sunbathing. Repeat. And again. My erectile dysfunction is really an advantage.
Saturday night. Lots of people headed home tomorrow. Should be plenty of debauchery tonight. And we like debauchery.
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I'm sick, so it may not be as coherent as I'd like it to be, but c'est la vie.