Saturday 3/21 - Got up way too early for a flight to Newark. Met a cute Mexican girl studying in Chicago who was going to Playa to vacation with her mom. Wanted to hang out with her in Cancun, but found out she was staying in Playa. Then, Alfredo and I met MY mom in the airport there during our layover and had lunch. Then, off to Cancun!! Bought a bottle of X-Rated vodka at the duty free and had some drinks on the plane. Then, did some free welcome shots of Bailey's in the airport in Cancun! Check-in at the Westin wasn't a problem. We took a shower, checked out our ocean view from the balcony, and then had dinner at Rainforest Cafe. I got a little nervous because it was already 8 when we walked across the street to Slices, and I was afraid everyone may have left.. As I got into Slices, Matt called me, and I was right behind him. I met Gemma, Claire, Brian, Eamon, Pat, guy in red shirt. I also met Steve, but didn't know it yet.. Matt was tanked and had us all buy wristbands for Dady Rock. We went to their "white" party, but weren't wearing white. Gemma wrote on Matt's face with her marker every time that Matt leaned in to talk to her. I wanted to dance on the pole, so I asked Claire to go up with me. I have no rhythm and dance like a white girl, so it was pretty embarrassing. Claire was really good! And I couldn't climb the pole, so I got off stage. Oh yeah, and upskirt pictures of Claire were taken with Brian's camera. Someone said they had some of me, but then I looked on the camera, and there were only pictures of my skirt. Oh well. Haha. Gemma and Claire were really fun! I love the "I *heart* BRAD" wristband. LOL So then, I got tipsy and wanted to introduce myself to people. I told my boyfriend that I thought the guy standing next to me was Steve. But I didn't want to look like an asshole by not knowing it was him, so I tried to get Alfredo to ask Steve where he was staying, because if he said he lived in Cancun, I'd know it's him. Only problem was, Alfredo was wasted and didn't ask Steve. So I just asked him if he was Steve and he said yes. And I told him who I was and I screamed "OMG!!!" and I hugged him. Then I threw confetti at him all night and we took a picture together. Steve is AMAZING. I drank a lot, but apparently Alfredo did about 15 tequila shots and downed some beers. Next time I looked over, he was passed out on the table. Brian kept shaking him but he wouldn't open his eyes. I decided it was time to call it a night and said goodbye to everyone. All I had was fairly large bills, not suitable for the bus, so I had the great idea to walk back to the Westin, which is across from La Isla at KM 12.5 First, I stopped at the OXXO, and Alfredo waited outside with his head down on the picnic bench. I took his wallet so someone else couldn't. I got some rice pudding, and I was so concerned about Alfredo being outside passed out that I didn't notice that the OXXO guy shortchanged me $15. Luckily, a nice guy from Wisconsin in line behind me did and I got my money back. The guy was headed in our direction, so we walked home with him. Alfredo never formally met the guy OR opened his eyes OR remembered him. The only thing he did say was "Where's Matt? Where's Matt? We need to find him." So, I talked to this guy the whole way back to his resort, and I think that walking most of the way back with this muscular black guy may have saved me from being hassled (at the least). Alfredo wasn't walking straight, so I kept hitting him on the back and telling him that he could get arrested and that they will beat him and rob him first before they take him to jail. In the end, the scare tactics worked, and we made it back to the resort safe and in one piece. Oh, and we made sure we had money for the bus in our pockets from that night on.