Right, so yes I know it's been a while since I posted anything here, but hey what the hell...I have to have something to do now that I'm back from Rocky Point.
OK, so we went during the week, we went with a couple friends of ours...The single male one shall be known as R and the bitch female as V (you'll understand in a bit folks)
OK, so V and I don't get along well to begin with, and we weren't going to be goin on the trip because she was going too but she called us and offered peace for the duration of the trip so that we'd go with...well, more so C and J (you know, the boyfriend and the girlfriend) would go. and they weren't about to leave me behind...so yeah...
We got everything packed by Tuesday night...or so I thought. J as always was causing trouble by her standard "Oh no, gotta go get this, and that and oh yeah this too" and so on and so forth...so much for 1 big bag, 1 first aid kit and 1 small bag...
so we leave (late as always) on Wed. after having to fix the electricity that kept blowing in the house...took a couple hours and a box of fuses but we managed it. OK, so we ride in V's truck to mexico and as comfortable as the trip was for the first 45 minutes or so it got unfomfortable really quick...yeah so I wasn't feeling great and C decided I could sit in the front seat because he knows I get car sick...how sweet of him. Of course this didn't happen until we stopped in Why (yes, that's the name of a town in AZ folks...) so we were only about 2 hours out of Rocky point...but the rest of the trip there was better.
So we get there, check into the hotel (the Baja...highly recomend it. Nice rooms and all) so yeah...we check in, go walk along the beach and V starts drinking...which is a theme to come. She also started in about how she usually comes down with friends who "can't hang" with the drinking...Not a good sign for 2 AAers 1somewhat non drinker and poor R who does drink... So we get back to the hotel, climb the damn stairs (yes, another theme...I hate stairs.) and then we sit down for a brief break and get told that it's time to get ready to go out...so yeah...being ordered about already...another bad sign. so we get ready for dinner, go out to some little restaurant, eat and I get bitched at because we've been there for a few hours and I still didn't have any alcohol in my hand, mouth or bloodstream...so I ordered a beer. Beer sucks. Even with lime it sucks. OK, so now because I've had motion sickness pills that I took for the ride up, beer because I was being bitched at by V to drink, and not enough sleep because my day started at 5am I'm a little tired... V wanted to go party, and before dinner I had intended to go with, but after...nope, not gonna work...so I went back to the hotel and slept while everyone else went out. apparently I missed a good one as R got groped by a gay dude in the bar...we're still teasing him about that one.
OK, so Thursday morning comes around and I get up second...R was up first, though only running about in his boxers...and let me tell you, there will forever be "Long Dong Silver" jokes made about this man due to other things that have happened in the past and yeah...the statements made are true.
so anywho, V, R and I went out, had breakfast at a cute little restaurant, took care of getting R's diving cert. stuff taken care of (had to pick up the card) and then we charter a boat to take us fishing for a few hours... OK, so we go back to the hotel, get C and J out of bed and off we go... After I got over the initial "We're all gonna die!!!" of the boat ride (not the biggest boat folks...) we stop moving. Now I've already had one motion sickness pill... and should have had a valum or somethign too...but didn't. So V is drinking and fishing, C and J are fishing, R is drinking and fishing, and I am not feeling well. R (who wants his own boat someday) puked first, I puked second, and C puked third...then I proceeded to continue puking for the next 4 hours...not too much concern for my health is going on. So about 4 hours after I started chumming the water, I'm crying and begging to go back to shore...and getting teased for it. Yes folks...my pain and suffering was apparently amusing to V. another bad sign. Righto...so we finally get back to land and R, C and I decided to nap...I was told that I was expected to go to dinner and out with them...I didn't go. C and I stayed in the hotel room and slept all night...V was most unhappy about this as I had been ordered to go...oh fucking well.
So yeah...I get up on Friday morning and get told "Oh, we're going on a sunset cruise...and you're expected to go with" and I paled and made some little whimper and that was funny... so yeah... needless to say I wasn't thrilled. So the catch of the sunset cruise is that we have to deal with a timeshare presentation that J signed us up for... supposed to be 90 minutes and then we're done...so yeah....V was unhappy...yes girls and boys that is yet another theme to this story... So yeah. it took 4 hours and V was unhappy because she chose not to bring money to drink with because it was supposed to be 90 minutes...and this is somehow our fault... so anywho, I'm berated about how I should go on the cruise thing too...I still say no. So I get back to the hotel and nap. I decided that was best as I was fully expected to go out with them that night and party (I'm not a party person folks...really I'm not) so they get back we get ready and go out...OK, so I'm not too thrilled to be in a bar that has smoke and loud music and no food. I haven't eaten since breakfast of that day and well...look at my picture folks I'm one who wants to eat. I like eating...eating is good...so I'm ordered a Daquiri and a shot...I don't want either, but as it's V's show apparently and what the rest of us want is totally unimportant that's all I get. so I'm sulking and VERY unhappy about this and I end up moving to a corner after basically being told I'm no fun...well DUH folks. I'm hungry, still a little sleepy, and in a lot of pain because I'm not able to take my pain meds with alcohol...and it was alcohol I didn't want to begin with. (though I didn't drink the shot...R did because I was going to pour it on the floor) so I'm sulking in my corner, and V comes over and lets me know what she thinks of me...that cunt...rived bitch. so yeah...I'm a f**k for ruining everyone else's fun and I shouldn't have come out with them...Um HELLO folks...remember how I was ORDERED TO COME OUT OK, so yeah... and C and J have finally had it so we went back to the hotel room and packed our shit up... fully expecting V to be more than willing to leave us in mexico when she leaves (remember, her truck...and she's done it before...well not in mexico, but she once left me in a location when I had NO WHERE ELSE to go and it was like 3am...yeah...so this is why I hated her to begin with)
OK, so Saturday comes and no, we weren't taking a shuttle home...but we were going to go and see a small aquarium and go to the beach for a bit...OK, so we go to the aquarium, I enjoyed that...camera was dead, so no photos...ok, that sucked but hey...to the beach. OK, now I'm a desert rat. I haven't seen an ocean in 10+ years until this trip, so yeah. I was like "I'll just stay here, on the sand, out of the water for a few" so I was not thrilled because I got stuck moving the stuff out of the rising water 5 times because "Oh yeah, we have plenty of time before the tide comes in" says R who was wrong...so yeah...unhappy 'Manda... Go figure. So I eventually get some sunscreen on my back after everyone else went and played on these banana things that are towed behind boats...I was a party pooper for not doing that one too...woulda gotten so sick if I had. so I get in the water and make the mistake of showing that I'm enjoying myself and having fun...it's time to go now because V says so...yeah...so we left there, went and ate, and I spend another 4 hours on the trip home in excruciating pain because I was stuck first in the little back seat of her truck and then the bed of it because she was being a cunt...rived bitch.
so in summary...next time I go to mexico, I'm going without V. as R likes to do stuff other than piss people off and drink.
So that was my trip to Rocky Point... ... ... Sucked didn't it? Though I did have a little fun, the aquarium, the beach, sleeping...that's it.
OK, so we went during the week, we went with a couple friends of ours...The single male one shall be known as R and the bitch female as V (you'll understand in a bit folks)
OK, so V and I don't get along well to begin with, and we weren't going to be goin on the trip because she was going too but she called us and offered peace for the duration of the trip so that we'd go with...well, more so C and J (you know, the boyfriend and the girlfriend) would go. and they weren't about to leave me behind...so yeah...
We got everything packed by Tuesday night...or so I thought. J as always was causing trouble by her standard "Oh no, gotta go get this, and that and oh yeah this too" and so on and so forth...so much for 1 big bag, 1 first aid kit and 1 small bag...
so we leave (late as always) on Wed. after having to fix the electricity that kept blowing in the house...took a couple hours and a box of fuses but we managed it. OK, so we ride in V's truck to mexico and as comfortable as the trip was for the first 45 minutes or so it got unfomfortable really quick...yeah so I wasn't feeling great and C decided I could sit in the front seat because he knows I get car sick...how sweet of him. Of course this didn't happen until we stopped in Why (yes, that's the name of a town in AZ folks...) so we were only about 2 hours out of Rocky point...but the rest of the trip there was better.
So we get there, check into the hotel (the Baja...highly recomend it. Nice rooms and all) so yeah...we check in, go walk along the beach and V starts drinking...which is a theme to come. She also started in about how she usually comes down with friends who "can't hang" with the drinking...Not a good sign for 2 AAers 1somewhat non drinker and poor R who does drink... So we get back to the hotel, climb the damn stairs (yes, another theme...I hate stairs.) and then we sit down for a brief break and get told that it's time to get ready to go out...so yeah...being ordered about already...another bad sign. so we get ready for dinner, go out to some little restaurant, eat and I get bitched at because we've been there for a few hours and I still didn't have any alcohol in my hand, mouth or bloodstream...so I ordered a beer. Beer sucks. Even with lime it sucks. OK, so now because I've had motion sickness pills that I took for the ride up, beer because I was being bitched at by V to drink, and not enough sleep because my day started at 5am I'm a little tired... V wanted to go party, and before dinner I had intended to go with, but after...nope, not gonna work...so I went back to the hotel and slept while everyone else went out. apparently I missed a good one as R got groped by a gay dude in the bar...we're still teasing him about that one.
OK, so Thursday morning comes around and I get up second...R was up first, though only running about in his boxers...and let me tell you, there will forever be "Long Dong Silver" jokes made about this man due to other things that have happened in the past and yeah...the statements made are true.
so anywho, V, R and I went out, had breakfast at a cute little restaurant, took care of getting R's diving cert. stuff taken care of (had to pick up the card) and then we charter a boat to take us fishing for a few hours... OK, so we go back to the hotel, get C and J out of bed and off we go... After I got over the initial "We're all gonna die!!!" of the boat ride (not the biggest boat folks...) we stop moving. Now I've already had one motion sickness pill... and should have had a valum or somethign too...but didn't. So V is drinking and fishing, C and J are fishing, R is drinking and fishing, and I am not feeling well. R (who wants his own boat someday) puked first, I puked second, and C puked third...then I proceeded to continue puking for the next 4 hours...not too much concern for my health is going on. So about 4 hours after I started chumming the water, I'm crying and begging to go back to shore...and getting teased for it. Yes folks...my pain and suffering was apparently amusing to V. another bad sign. Righto...so we finally get back to land and R, C and I decided to nap...I was told that I was expected to go to dinner and out with them...I didn't go. C and I stayed in the hotel room and slept all night...V was most unhappy about this as I had been ordered to go...oh fucking well.
So yeah...I get up on Friday morning and get told "Oh, we're going on a sunset cruise...and you're expected to go with" and I paled and made some little whimper and that was funny... so yeah... needless to say I wasn't thrilled. So the catch of the sunset cruise is that we have to deal with a timeshare presentation that J signed us up for... supposed to be 90 minutes and then we're done...so yeah....V was unhappy...yes girls and boys that is yet another theme to this story... So yeah. it took 4 hours and V was unhappy because she chose not to bring money to drink with because it was supposed to be 90 minutes...and this is somehow our fault... so anywho, I'm berated about how I should go on the cruise thing too...I still say no. So I get back to the hotel and nap. I decided that was best as I was fully expected to go out with them that night and party (I'm not a party person folks...really I'm not) so they get back we get ready and go out...OK, so I'm not too thrilled to be in a bar that has smoke and loud music and no food. I haven't eaten since breakfast of that day and well...look at my picture folks I'm one who wants to eat. I like eating...eating is good...so I'm ordered a Daquiri and a shot...I don't want either, but as it's V's show apparently and what the rest of us want is totally unimportant that's all I get. so I'm sulking and VERY unhappy about this and I end up moving to a corner after basically being told I'm no fun...well DUH folks. I'm hungry, still a little sleepy, and in a lot of pain because I'm not able to take my pain meds with alcohol...and it was alcohol I didn't want to begin with. (though I didn't drink the shot...R did because I was going to pour it on the floor) so I'm sulking in my corner, and V comes over and lets me know what she thinks of me...that cunt...rived bitch. so yeah...I'm a f**k for ruining everyone else's fun and I shouldn't have come out with them...Um HELLO folks...remember how I was ORDERED TO COME OUT OK, so yeah... and C and J have finally had it so we went back to the hotel room and packed our shit up... fully expecting V to be more than willing to leave us in mexico when she leaves (remember, her truck...and she's done it before...well not in mexico, but she once left me in a location when I had NO WHERE ELSE to go and it was like 3am...yeah...so this is why I hated her to begin with)
OK, so Saturday comes and no, we weren't taking a shuttle home...but we were going to go and see a small aquarium and go to the beach for a bit...OK, so we go to the aquarium, I enjoyed that...camera was dead, so no photos...ok, that sucked but hey...to the beach. OK, now I'm a desert rat. I haven't seen an ocean in 10+ years until this trip, so yeah. I was like "I'll just stay here, on the sand, out of the water for a few" so I was not thrilled because I got stuck moving the stuff out of the rising water 5 times because "Oh yeah, we have plenty of time before the tide comes in" says R who was wrong...so yeah...unhappy 'Manda... Go figure. So I eventually get some sunscreen on my back after everyone else went and played on these banana things that are towed behind boats...I was a party pooper for not doing that one too...woulda gotten so sick if I had. so I get in the water and make the mistake of showing that I'm enjoying myself and having fun...it's time to go now because V says so...yeah...so we left there, went and ate, and I spend another 4 hours on the trip home in excruciating pain because I was stuck first in the little back seat of her truck and then the bed of it because she was being a cunt...rived bitch.
so in summary...next time I go to mexico, I'm going without V. as R likes to do stuff other than piss people off and drink.
So that was my trip to Rocky Point... ... ... Sucked didn't it? Though I did have a little fun, the aquarium, the beach, sleeping...that's it.
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