My skin didn't blister, but it peeled a few times over. And it was so painful!!!
Anyways, I'm at work still waiting to find out what went on during my week off, so I have some time to tell stories
The night we got there, we went out to eat our first meal of delicious Mexican food, and then everyone decided to go to a nightclub. Well, everyone but my grandma and great-aunt lol. My brother and his friend heard of this great club and we had to go there blah blah blah, so we went and it was $20 to even get in
But free drinks all night. We got in and it was EMPTY. It was such a cool bar with huge bed-like sitting areas right along the beach and even a pool! But completely empty. And no matter what we told them to make for a drink, every drink was exactly the same. It was such a waste of money... I left after two drinks because I had only slept a few hours the night before and I was pretty tired and unimpressed!
The first full day there, like I said, Scott and I spent most of the day playing in the waves. We took a short break for lunch with everyone at the bar on the beach, and then went back out. By that night, I was SO exhausted. Everyone went out again, but I just stayed at the hotel.
When I woke up in the morning, I was so stuffed up I couldn't even breathe, and I had a nice red body with defined white bikini lines! Scott was tired from being out all night. We didn't even get up for breakfast. By mid-day we went out to the beach where my brother and his girlfriend and friend had been all morning. It was rough to sit in the sun with my burn, and all I really wanted to do was sleep. That night, I went to bed by 8:00. All I could think of was how my vacation was being ruined!
Over the next few days I spent more time with the "grown-ups"
my parents, uncle, grandma, and aunt. My brother and his little group didn't spend much time with us and just did their own thing... went out all night, slept half the day, and didn't really hang out with the family much. When they were around, they made fun of Scott a lot, and it kind of annoyed me but Scott just laughed along with them because he's a good guy and he can laugh at himself.
We went on a cruise to Stone Island, where we could do some activities. Scott and I went horseback riding, and didn't do much else. While everyone else was gone doing activities, and my grandma and aunt were reading at our table, we went for a walk along the beach and laid in the sand where we weren't bothered by anyone. It was my favorite part of the whole trip. It was a little windy that day, but hot, and the sand was making cool little ripple designs
Scott went out in the water to find shells and I was walking along the shore by myself, and a police truck driving down the beach with at least 4 or 5 police in it honked at me!
That night, my brother had been teasing me so badly about never coming out with them and my parents out-partying me etc, I decided to go to the foam party with him, his girlfriend, and his friend. We got there, and it was another $20 to get in. I was so tired, I didn't feel like drinking at all. I had a couple of drinks and then went on the dance floor with everyone. The dance floor was filled with foam! It ran out of a big speaker overhead and would fill up to about head-height. It was actually really cool! It was like a giant bubble bath without the water lol. There were a few more people there, but it emptied out pretty quickly too, and we all left around midnight.
They wanted to stop at McDonald's on our way home, so we went there. Everyone had been making fun of my brother's friend in his quest to find a girl on the whole trip, and he took it so lightly that even my grandma was making comments! He would laugh along. Anyways, this night Scott made one little comment (nothing near what they had been saying to Scott all week) and he WENT OFF on him
He said he couldn't stand to be around Scott, and couldn't even look at him. He said "Somebody get this guy out of here, I can't stand him anymore" and I told Scott let's go, but he didn't want to. My brother and his girlfriend were just laughing and not saying anything in Scott's defense. I got so angry I got up and left, and cried on the way home. We avoided them for the rest of the trip, and nobody apologized at all. On our way to the airport I told my brother I think somebody needs to say something to Scott and he said "Why? I didn't say anything" But that's the point... sometimes saying nothing in defense is just as bad as saying something to him. Anyways, that kind of soured the last couple of days. The three of them had their own little fun, and we stayed out of it. None of them have said a word to Scott even since we've been back
By the end of the week, none of us could stomach the food anymore. I was having tummy troubles, and so were my parents. The smell of food down the streets would turn my stomach. We decided that the next time we go down, we'll rent a condo with our own kitchen to make our own food. My grandma has been sick all weekend since we've been home, and my mom and I were both feeling nauseous again yesterday. My brother's girlfriend was sick on Saturday too. And this morning, Scott wasn't feeling well before he went to work. Maybe we got a bug and passed it around, or maybe it's just being back to normal food and atmosphere.