Mexico, part 3 (AKA: if you can't laugh at yourself--who can you laugh at?)

So another girl on the trip sent me an email of some photos she took and posted some on her Facebook account that I ripped (scenery ones). She captured the pool and beach so much better than I did.  We'll get to the laughing at self part at the end.

this must be after everyone vacated the outdoor pools in the evening

 the pool side. loved the chairs in the pool

the security guy was on his way to ask Scott to get off the horse.  i think it's a common problem when people head to the disco

Night 3 at about 12:45 am--still perfectly normal at the disco



do you see C3PO?  doesn't everyone expect the Mexican disco to be Star Wars themed?  They have a millenium falcon that moves across the ceiling.  ODD.

And now to the good part

approximately 1:30 am.  1 shot of very watered down Curacao, a lot of dancing, and a lot of 80s/90s music and we have officially reached crazy town.  yes, that's my sweater and scarf around my waist b/c dancing makes you VERY hot.  No, I am not in pain, and no I am not drunk.  Just crazy and wishing I had a pony tail holder.  I really can't speak for Scott.  I think he sees a camera and just acts stupid.