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Some Highlights from Cuba

Hola amigos! I am back from (mostly) sunny Cuba!

I had what can only be described as a dream trip and I have about a million pictures and a million things to talk about. I have quite a lot of upcoming recapping action. So just a heads up I’ll be talking about Cuba for a week. I know, I know, who wants to hear about someone else’s vacation? Please don’t hate me. I will try to make it fun for you. For now I want to talk about the highlights, and then I will get into further detail about our resort, our adventures, the food, etc. I am sure you’re on the edge of your seat. Hold tight.

We stayed at the beautiful Brisas Guardalavaca (pronounced by our travel rep on the bus on the way to the resort as “wadawalaca” said very quickly, which Evan and I had a lot of fun with…repeatedly…the entire trip) outside of Holguin, and here was the view from our hotel room:


Just disgusting. Horrible waking up to that every day.

I have to say this right off the bat, I really only have my resort in Jamaica to compare this to (Grand Palladium Lady Hamilton) and hotel and grounds-wise it did not compare. And I knew it probably wouldn’t so I tried not to compare, but it is difficult not to compare. Lady Hamilton was just so incredibly over the top beautiful and humungous. But Brisas Guardalavaca is a very nice resort in a fun area with a TON to do, and the staff were once again awesome (as were the locals) and I would highly recommend going there. There were so many great things about it. Plus we paid a lot less than I did for Jamaica, so that helps.

So Evan and I went on this trip with Evan’s brother Michael (but I call him Brotherman) and his fiancée Kelly, and this was their third time visiting this particular resort. They have been to a few other places in Cuba, but they really like the Brisas!

Kelly’s sister Mina and her husband also came (it was their second time at the resort), with their two kids who are really awesome to hang out with. I met them all before at Evan’s cottage in the summer. There was quite a group of us!

We squeezed in a lot of beach leisure time.


A lot. Many hours looked like this:


And my view looked like this:


By the way, I loved Mindy Kaling’s book and I am thinking of a way to track her down and force her to be my friend. She wants to be, she just doesn’t know it yet. I also finished Before I Go To Sleep by S.J. Watson and I was completely sucked into it. It was an impromptu airport buy and it was very good. So lots of beach reading time happened and that makes me happy.

The beach itself was absolutely beautiful.


It was like a movie beach. Fine white sand and perfectly clear blue ocean that stretched on forever.


I really wanted to get in a lot of ocean time so I made it my goal to swim in it every day. I can’t get enough of that salt water on my skin. I love it. I could float around in there for hours and hours.

Evan and I went on a snorkeling adventure just off our resort from a paddle boat we rented…


We borrowed sweet bicycles from the resort and biked over to the local market, and one day we rented a scooter for a couple hours and took it all over the local towns.


It was really cool to see how people live and I was so glad to get in some Cuban culture.

I sang karaoke in front of pretty much the entire resort…


Because I cannot resist karaoke.

Evan and I went on a catamaran adventure!


Where I was able to sneak in some fishing…


I didn’t catch anything, but maybe for the best because one time I caught a musky and it almost bit off my pinky finger (I have a scar), so who knows what would have happened if I had snagged a barracuda.

We made new friends…


And some of those new friends let us wear their berets and play their maracas…


That man in the background also let me play his trumpet.

We swam with the most amazing dolphin ever. I will repeat because this is important: WE SWAM WITH A DOLPHIN.


I know, is she a dolphin or is she Jabba the Hut? She is pregnant so I think that accounts for her extra chins. Anyway, as you can tell she is our new best buddy. It was the highlight of my trip, if not the highlight of my life. It was such an incredible experience.


That was pretty much my face the entire time. I love her!!!

Definitely a lot of shenanigans to tell you about. I am sad to be home (especially when I look at these pictures) but I feel so lucky to have had such an amazing time with my lover!


…and his brother and his lover, and her sister and her mister, and their kids.

I hope you guys had a great week!


Shamrock ‘n’ Roll

So it needs to be said. I love St. Patrick’s Day. It is hands down my favourite pub night of the year.

There is something about grown-ups dressed as leprechauns that just warms my heart. And when I say grown-ups, I don’t mean like me. I mean like my parents. Real grown-ups.

Like this man:

We started the night off at my friend Dawn’s for a little barbecue, and everyone was in their festive gear!

You may remember my friend Corey, from his mature 30th birthday celebration, and know that he just loves dressing up (oh yeah, the ugly Christmas sweater party also). I really enjoyed the mustache attached to his shirt. Added a little somethin’ extra (I actually found that mustache today attached to the side of one of the boots I was wearing, after I had gone grocery shopping, in those same boots).

I was actually not feeling very well yesterday, and not really on Friday either, so my usual raging appetite was not really making an appearance. But I knew the green beer festival was about to commence and I needed to eat, so I made myself have a burger. And then I just told myself what I usually do when I am not feeling the greatest: “You are NOT sick”, and I felt much better as the adrenaline of St. Patrick’s Day hit me, and I feel fine now (my fingers are crossed though, I am not sick!)

Shmanyway, we hung out at Dawn’s for a bit before heading to the Waltzing Weasel, an Irish pub in Oshawa. This is the closest I got of a group shot of everyone.

I’m missing at least 10 people, but so much beautiful green!

Pubs are the absolute best on St. Patty’s Day. I can’t imagine celebrating anywhere else.

And ohh, you know we had green beer.

Which I am nearly spilling in the above picture (I saved it, not to worry).

Dawn’s fiance Mark had the best attire I think.

Beautiful. Just beautiful. I thought the braids brought out his gorgeous blue eyes, and the mustache pin really did it for me.

My friend Joel was pretty fabulously festive also.

Nothing screams Irish like a grass skirt.

I stepped my own costume up as the night wore on with a little green mustache action.

It was an attractive addition.

(Note: it was not snowing. My camera just likes to be a jerk sometimes.)

We ended up pretty much closing the bar down at midnight, as that is what happens when you arrive before 6pm. I was a fan of this though, I was home nice and early!

It was a great night. Just a really, really fun time. Best night I have had in a while. Hope you guys all had a good one too!

And now it is bed time. Back to the grind for me tomorrow!