diary of an Endorphin Junkie

Friday we woke up late and refreshed. Wandered up the bay to a cute little town called Bucerias. Had a wonderful breakfast sandwiched between two pairs of beautiful, huge parrots (pictures coming soon). Wandered down the beach and around the flea market.

Returned to the resort for a quick nap, then treated ourselves to a Mayan Mud Bath. Cleansed, we headed off for dinner. Bailed on the recommended place and wandered across the street to an Argentinian Steakhouse. The service was personal and spectacular, luckinspades was amused by Geckos crawling on the walls and ceiling (pictures later).

As we were sharing desert a large flight of bats flew overhead. Nearly 30 seconds of leathery wings flapping and sharp cries. We were thrilled.

We retired down to the beach and shared a couple of risque-named cocktails before returning to the room around 2am. Tomorrow we pack up and leave, sadly.

I bought the tickets, and luckinspades got there early and held us a place in line so we got front-row access. We opted for front row in the boxes above the stage (relax, sit, enjoy) instead of front row on the ground floor (get crushed).

I'd never seen Rasputina before, and I thoroughly enjoyed the concert. As they were the opening act they only did 8 songs, and it seemed way too short for me. I'm going to buy that CD.

Siouxsie... Siouxsie... it's been 20 years since I saw Siouxsie Sioux live, and wow what a change. No, she looked FINE. In fact, she looks better at 50-something than the vast majority of her 30-something audience. She credits yoga and kickboxing. I credit that she was drinking water and wasn't stoned out of her gord, like she was last time I saw her live.

Unfortunately, the audience was definitely fans of the Siouxsie of old and the smell of weed was overpowering. luckinspades was suffering quite a bit from that. I ended up using Ability to bring fresh air, something I haven't had to resort to in a long time.