Why did I desperately need a vacation?

I will start this entry my expressing my complete and total shock and disbelief that I have not entered any of my wonderful anecdotes since August of 2008. That's just criminal. So many fans that have been crying out for my voice and have heard nothing but silence. Well I have returned. And what better way to return than with a story about my awesome vacation in Mexico.

Now, with my second introduction, I would like to state that this week's entry isn't really going to answer the question, "Why did I desperately need a vacation?" I mean, the answer's pretty flippin' obvious. We all need a vacation. At all times. Constantly. I just got back from a vacation and I need another one. I'm not going to say anything groundbreaking. I will, however, mention that I have not been on a real vacation in about 5 years. That was to San Francisco for my friend's wedding. I just stayed a few extra days and called it a vacation.

So what this entry is really going to be is just the "Greatest Hits."

Before you start eating your heart out, I would like to mention that the vacation didn't quite get off to the best of starts. Oh, the trip to the airport was smooth as silk. And the AirTran from Jamaica station to JFK is state of the art and flawless. Let's talk about the flight itself, shall we?

I'll just cut to the chase, after about an hour and a half of very rough turbulence, the pilot informed us that we would not be landing in Cancun, but in glorious Raleigh-Durham, North Carolina due to engine failure. (Isn't that wonderful?!) There, my girlfriend and I spent a lovely 7 hours in the Raleigh-Durham airport. An excellent facility, but it ain't Cancun.

We finally arrived in Cancun late that night. We stayed in an all-inclusive called the Blue Bay Grand Esmerelda. (I recommend it) We unpacked and headed to the bar for complimentary mojitos. Happy that we had arrived safely and ready for some sun-filled frolicking. Yes, frolicking.

Hold on there a second. It's still a little too early to start eating your heart out. There was another minor little snag. You see, it had been raining in Cancun for the previous 3 days. And the day we arrived was no different. Needless, to say, I was not a happy camper. However, a cloudy and rainy day in Mexico is still better than a bitter cold day in New York City. Right? Right?!

Now here's the silver lining in the (literally) dark clouds: Because the flight was all screwed up, we got the airline to change our return date to one day later free of charge. Hence, if the flight had been smooth, we would have arrived just in time to see a rainy and miserable Cancun and would have had to have paid some ridiculous fee if we wanted to add a day.

Adding a day to the hotel? Well, that was another story. To make a very long and stupid story short, after a series of inane conversations with an indifferent staff, we finally learned that in order to add a day to the resort that we were ALREADY STAYING IN, we had to go ONLINE and reserve the room on the resort's WEBSITE. Alanis Morrisette would call that Ironic. I just call it an unproductive pain in the ass.

This all sounds God-awful doesn't it? Well it wasn't pretty I can tell you that much. However, I've also decided to get the really annoying, horrible, and frustrating moments out of the way now. Sure, the vacation started out bumpy, but it did finish strong. Rest assured my friends, you will have plenty of material for which you can use to eat your respective hearts out.

Which I will tell you about in the next entry.

June 2009, perhaps?