I thought it would be fun to share my vacation pictures as part of Musings of A Housewife’s carnival, What I learned This Week. I seem to get lots of comments from previous posts and it’s pretty fun, too!

Here we go!

I learned that it doesn’t matter how many pictures you take of the ocean. It always seems like you took too many, but none of them capture what it was like to be there.

I learned that even when given the amazing room that you requested when booking, you should always ask if there is a better one available. Just to see what happens. Because asking might give you the amazingly amazing room with this view…

and these fancy rose petals.

I learned that even though I have never liked watching football, it’s really easy to watch while sitting on the beach next to the ocean with a huge blow-up tv screen.

I learned that in Cancun, it’s so humid outside that if you don’t want the marble floors to be (heavily) coated with condensation every time you open a door, you need to keep your hotel room at a chilly 20 degrees Celsius… which is 68 degrees Fahrenheit. I learned this when Steve walked into the room and slid across the floor the first night we were there. I was so bummed that I couldn’t get a picture of it Please forgive the lack of a picture, because I thought it would be a little inappropriate (because Steve probably wouldn’t have been happy about me whipping out the camera as he is sliding across the floor).

Because of the humidity in Cancun, I learned that when you walk outside with your sunglasses, or your camera, they fog up. Really fog up. And then you get pictures like this:

and this:

(pretty bummed about this picture, because I think it would have been my favorite from the trip).

I learned that even though we are in our 30’s, it’s entirely possible to be amused by burying our feet in the sand for an entire hour… if there are no kids around.

I learned that though it seems like it might be embarrassing to have your picture taken with a donkey (Steve’s idea, NOT mine), it’s entirely more embarrassing to show up at the concierge desk the next morning saying “Umm, we had our pictures taken with a donkey last night…”

I learned that it’s really easy to take feet pictures. And even though it’s no secret that everyone picks on my monkey feet, I think the feet pictures are cute. And it’s my blog. So there.

Yes, I know that you saw that last picture last week. But I think it’s cute enough to put in twice. Again, my blog. ;-)

Something else that I learned? Shadow pictures are also cute. Especially when it’s your husband’s idea to take them. I love him.

I learned that when vacationing alone, you get a lot of self-portraits and pictures of one person. But that’s ok.

I learned that down in Mexico, they haven’t had the pleasure of meeting Darcie and her chocolate cake shots.

So we introduced them.

First, we had one with the bartender (see him hiding behind the bar so he doesn’t get fired?).

Then, Scott from Arkansas wanted to try one. So we had one with Scott.

Then, everyone else at the bar wanted to try one. So, the bartender (Elias, because by then we were on a first name basis) mixed up 10 more shots.

And all those shots resulted in yet another self-portrait (cheesy grins just for Darcie).

I learned that there are always people that offer to take your picture when you try to take a self-portrait. So even though we have a lot of cheesy self-portraits, we also have a few good pictures of the two of us. Which is awesome, because normally they are few and far between.

Oh, this last one? Probably shouldn’t be considered a “good” picture of us, but who can pass up the silly photo ops?

Lastly, I learned a very. important. lesson. Maybe not so much “learned” as “was reminded.”

I am still just as head-over-heels in love with this guy:

as I was 12 years ago.

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