So we are definitely having some fun down here. Probably enough fun for the whole neighborhood. We have made some friends at the hotel. (none of them is a woman) We have been hanging out with these guys since we got here (men is a better word) who I think are civilian contractors in connection with the military. They are on a job at the moment, so they aren't allowed to tell us exactly what they are doing, but they are really cool, and the guy/girl ratio is about 10 of them to one of us.. Which means we've had a lot of pina coladas and cuban cigars. And the website said that this was a bad hotel for singles! No way man. I think their entire company is staying here, and they are hysterically funny. One of them made me in to a pregnant sand mermaid holding a case of cuban cigars yesterday. We went out to dinner with 2 of them last night to a really nice italian place on the beach (which this morning I'm realizing was most definitely a date) which was slightly awkward once we were out and on the go. I thought a whole group of us was going out, but it was only us and the 2 guys we had gotten to know the best. They were sweet though, and pushed in our chairs and all that nice stuff, and were really good dates. I won't say how old they were, Lora. But I can ASSure you that there were no V-necks of skinny jeans in sight. They were as far away from metrosexual as one could venture. I think we may know the entire hotel by this point. I know they know us. We have enough one liners at this point in the game to make a full length movie. And we might.
OH. And there was one marriage proposal on the island tour. "Theresa, are you.... matrimonial? We do tomorrow. I Lovvvve you." thanks, but no thanks.
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