viva la mexico

-in continuing with the singles theme-this post was taken from a previous post from 07'-6 months post divorce at this point. a few addendums have been made.

First vacation

may 07'
so last weekend i went to rocky point with a guy i have been dating... and 25 of his friends. my first thought after he first invited me was to say no, cause i'm not that daring and spontaneous plus being around 25 singles i don't know is not my idea of comfortable. so i threw that feeling out the window and decided to just do it. so my kids went to tucson, and i headed to rocky point with my date...or so i thought. here's how it went,

i first talked to him on tuesday, this is when he invited me. he said some of the group were leaving wednesday, some were leaving thursday and some on friday. i said friday would be better for me, and he said his brother and girlfriend were driving up then so that would work. i didn't get anymore details, but he said he'd call on wednesday at noon.

keep in mind that i'm a planner, and especially with kids, so this whole last minute vacation is semi-annoying to me, but kind of exciting. on wednesday at 8 pm he finally calls me to give me his brother's cell phone number. little did i realize our miscommunication-he was on his way right then to rocky point with his friends, while i was to call his brother and arrange driving arrangements for myself to ride up on friday. now, i don't think i'm crazy to assume we would be riding together and he would wait for me till friday. granted, people were staying at his parent's condo and he had the keys, all very understandable, but i was unaware i would be driving with people i didn't really know...to a foreign country...for hours. so, this is how it started off and i was even more annoyed..... and he of course was clueless to the issue.

anyway, so i get there friday night around 10 or so in rocky point. we meet up with the rest of the people and head to a bar/club-ish place. ya know....cause why wouldn't i feel comfortable in a bar in mexico?  i forgot to mention i have never been to rocky point, nor any other place in mexico except for tijuana where a bird pooped on my head when i was 10. so, mexico and me don't have good memories. anyway, we met up with everyone and had a pretty good time-minus the amount of drunk people. that night, about 15 of us slept in a 1 room condo, that was pretty interesting. saturday, ALL we did was lay out, go swimming, play volleyball, sleep, etc. i was feeling very weird by this time at all the free time i had. i was the same age as most of these people and yet i felt 10 years older. it is interesting the difference when you have kids. not to mention-my date did his own thing the majority of the trip. i was under the impression we were going together to mexico. he was under the impression he was just giving me a ride and a place to stay apparently, and beyond that i was on my own. i was pretty bored by about 11:00 am, and i had the rest of the day left. it was a LONG day.  to make matters worse, every single girl there wore bikinis except for me. so i was definently the odd one out. and my pasty white skin does not make me feel any better about my 2 baby body. i mean, i lost weight because of stress in the last year, but some things just never go back to normal. boo
saturday night we went to the roger clyne and the peacemakers concert, which is what we all went there for. that was really fun, though i saw my ex-husband's best friend who is really my least favorite person ever, so that was kind of odd. sunday was the best day on the trip for me. we went to sacrament mtg., and afterwards we drove to the poorest part of rocky point. i guess every year, they try and gather up old clothes, toys, food, etc. and hand it out to people. so we were in the poorest of poor, handing out all these things and it was seriously the most rewarding thing i've done. i've never seen those things first hand and it was the most humbling and fulfilling experience ever. sunday night we finally headed home and i got home about 1:30 in the morning. although i must mention how i had to practically force so called date to drive home in the car with me. he was toying with the idea of staying a few days longer and i made sure he knew that this time-he was to drive with me whether he liked it or not. romantic.



**after this trip i did not hear from this guy again beyond a butt dial from him about 6 months later. i wasn't too hurt cause i knew it wasn't gonna work out-although i wish i would've had some closure. a few months later, the girl who set us up informed me of a conversation she had with "date" about feeling really bad about he handled the situation. i truly was surprised. so probably about a year later, we reconnected, talked a few things out and have been friends ever since. i don't like to leave things unfinished. and i like to be friends with those i've dated. so far, i've been pretty successful. and i've learned my lesson. no singles trips to mexico where clubs, bikinis, 25 strangers, 1 room condos and one clueless date are present. done.