Welcome to Dia Numero Dos of the Cabo saga. See the first part HERE.
Ok, pleasantries out of the way, I really need all of your help coming up with a name for my noodle (see last post.) I'm actually horrified I've never named it and have been trying to think of something all day. With absolutely no help from Ryan. Because 'Noody' is not an appropriate name for a beloved noodle RYAN.
We left off just as Ryan and Sean and I were headed out to dinner. We ended up at Hacienda El Coyote. The food was pretty good. Ryan got to cross something off his bucket list when he finally got to eat Cochinita Pibil for the first time.
He had been craving it ever since someone made it on Top Chef.
And yes that actually was on Ryan's bucket list. The damn thing reads more like a menu than a bucket list.
To drink we had 'Sangre del Coyote' or 'Blood of the Coyote' which tasted like Acai juice and tequila and not like blood even a little bit. It was just OK, but was totally worth ordering because I had a great time pretending I was a vampire whilst drinking it. Ryan would not let me order a second one. He told me I had to get a beer and act like a normal person for the rest of the evening.
He was all like "Maybe if you were pulling off the whole vampire thing more successfully I'd allow a second round. But instead of being all silent and broody, you're being you but with a Transylvanian accent."
|I employed photo shop techniques to make my eyes red in this picture. Who's not being a good vampire now RYAN?|
What I do know is that one of them ate my leftover quesadilla, probably out of spite, before going to bed.
I had to eat lime wedges for breakfast.
We really should have bought some food at the store yesterday.
That brings us to today.
Ryan got up early to head back to the airport to collect his brother Danny and his sister Katie, who thank the lord had gotten the whole passport dilemma settled yesterday.
But not before Danny got a $175 dollar ticket for "Trying to bring a knife with a blade longer than 3 inches into a federal building."
Because Danny had his dad's snorkel kit in his suitcase, in which his dad apparently kept a very large knife. I assume to threaten other snorkelers away from prime turtle observation areas. I mean, that's why I have a knife in my snorkel kit.
Seriously blogstalkers, from now on before going on vacation, please check your passports for expiration dates and your suitcases for knives. Oh you already do that? Well aren't you fancy.
Anyway though, Katie and Danny got here all safe and sound and we all went out to lunch at some brewing company whose name I can not remember. Totally go there if you're ever in Cabo.
Also, those are tiny beers in the picture below, not lots and lots of shots.
|Katie rated the lunch experience a 9.5. When asked why not a ten she replied "because my feet hurt."|
Ryan thinks his sister and I need to stop spending so much time together.
Then we went actual grocery shopping and came home to sit by the pool/hot tub all day.
Oh and our cast of characters will be expanding again soon. This Saturday we will be headed to the airport once again to pick up Katie's BFF Elyse and Danny's girlfriend whose name is actually Ryan, but whom we call 'Girl Ryan'.
For now, we're just happy to be here.
Oh, I just asked Danny to go into my bedroom and take a picture of the stupid fish painting on the wall so I could show you all. But he was taking too long so I went to do it myself.
This is what I found.
|I definitely married into the right family.|
|Ryan wanted to name the big one 'Fishface' but I put a stop to that nonsense. His name is obviously Noody.|
Leave suggestions for noodle names. Here is another picture of my noodle for inspiration.
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