“Hola, Buenas Dias”
We just got back from Cancun, Mexico. The Cancun Peninsula projects into the Gulf of Mexico. It is three and half hours from JFK Airport with Jet Blue Airlines. We did not know what to expect. We spent four wonderful days at a “destination wedding.” This is a term that is new to me, but a pleasant one.
My beautiful wife, Lorraine, and I were invited to our dear friend Bob’s daughter’s wedding. The Mexican people throughout the magnificent resort were super friendly. We were always greeted with “Hola, Buenos Dias.” What a nice way to start the day.
The darling married couple, Missy and Daniel, kept thanking us profusely for coming to the nuptials. The young friends of the new couple were filled with energy. I used to have that kind of energy, but lost it somewhere in the last 25 years. A few of the beautiful young women jumped in the pool with their evening dresses and their carefully applied makeup.
Some of the young men followed, jumping into the pool in their gray suits and bow-ties. The wedding on the beach was impressive and relaxing with waves lapping and pelicans flying past. All the guests were so happy to be part of the celebration for Missy and Daniel.
In Cancun, the sun was stronger than I remember, forcing you into the pool or the ocean. The ocean water was like a warm bath and you could go out about twenty yards before the water reached your waist. Sitting around the pool reading was the exercise of choice and convenience.
The Mexican food in Mexico is not too different from the food at our Mexican restaurants on Long Island. We were part of an “All Inclusive Plan,” or AIP. All meals and drinks were free and minimal tipping was required. It was a pleasure.
During our stay, only one of the meals was not truly satisfying and I said to Lorraine, my beautiful wife, “If I had to pay for this meal, I would complain,” but it was not necessary.
We looked forward to the delicious, plentiful breakfast each morning.
The Mexican sun cured everything! After our difficult winter in New York with Hurricane Sandy, and the constant cold, the hot sun and balmy breeze was “muy bueno.”
