Musings on Poker and Other Stuff
Of course traveling is a big part of what I do for a living. But unfortunately, (or fortunately depending on how you look at it), is isn't a vacation. I made a solid decision that this year after the WSOP I was going to go to an all-inclusive resort in Mexico and do absolutely nothing. For one week I would not touch my computer. I would not turn on my phone. I wouldn't put on a bit of make-up and I would check out.
I did just that. Heath and I hit up the Now Sapphire Resort on the Riviera Maya. I got a smoking deal, and minus the time share presentation we somehow got wrangled into, we spent pretty much the entire time eating, drinking and being merry. To be honest, if I never have another mixed drink again, I will be just fine. And I don't know what the bar tending school is like in Old Mexico, but every bar tender had a different idea of what things were. I literally had three people make vodka martinis without any vodka.
By far my favorite part was waking up to the beach right outside my window every day.
It definitely reminded me of how much more connected one feels when in the presence of nature. While Sin City offers many benefits of its own, a sense of connectedness is just not really one of them.
Being the conspiracy nuts that we are, a trip anywhere near the Yucatan would not be complete without visiting some Mayan ruins. We headed off to Chichen Itza, one of the wonders of the world. This was so incredible.
Everything came full circle as we pulled onto the tarmac. I finally turned on my phone. It was strange because while I felt so connected, what I had done the last week was disconnect from the people and places I know and love. My best friend since 6th had passed and I hadn't been available to even know. It reminded me of the wonders of modern technology. The beach is gorgeous, and viewing spectacle of history so impressive. However, we never have to disconnect from each other anymore. Geez, its free to skype from Mexico!
My best friend and I shared so many moments; from teenage angst drinking coffee and smoking at the Waffle House, to drifting aimlessly around Thailand together, from boys and girls , to moms and dads. She was my sister. I hope that the connectedness I felt near the ocean was a piece of her as she drifted off to the next thing. And I hope I always feel that. I want to share her with everyone.
There is a video of all the pix I find of my soul mate.