Trip Report time! I mean, really. I better get it in before November gets here, sheezus.... Experiment: I'm goig to try to toss in pics at various points in this T to multi-media it upR, so bear with me. See below about the "fuzzy" pics, apologies in advance. Same drill for Stacia & I as per usual, catching the 9:00-ish flight from Houston Bush Intergalactic down to Cancun. So automatic now, it's easier to give the unexpected things that happened rather than the usual, expected routine. The nice part was, this time, there weren't any. It all went as planned. Shheeeeeit, we're all smooth like that. Up at 5:15 a.m., at airport at 6:50 a.m., bags checked and through security by 7:20 (no kidding), and me with my audiobook on the iPod while Stacia shops for something mysterious she's been trying to either decide to buy or trying to find for the past three years at the airport now. I can't quite figure out which. Neat thing about this trip in particular is that we were going down specifically with (sort of, since they are from Chicago) Adam & Terri (a/k/a here as adamnterri), and they were actually going on the same flight as us, connecting in Houston from Chicago. Could have been ugly for them, their flight was delayed 45 minutes and they nearly missed us. They boarded and Whoomp! The flight attendants shut the door behind them. Close call. We were all pumped, but they were crushed, tired, having just stayed up all night rather than going to bed to try to get up at 2:00-ish a.m. to go to the airport to get their flight down. Ack! So, up for around 36 hours for them, which explained why we didn't see them for long that evening. Flight down, usual, comfortable, 1 hour and 51 minutes flight time, as always it seems. Bags collected, immigration papers OKed and the Magic button causes a *wink* Green light, and in we go. Lomas travel private ride hookup to Temptation there and waiting, didn't even really have time to grab a beer at that little bar outside the airport. Got to TTR about 12:25 a.m., had room 1112 (Stacia kept saying something weird like OOnsay doesay all week, WTF?) Rosetta Stone show-off, that's my lovely tramp .. er... wife. Room 1112 is a jacuzzi room, ground floor, and No .... I was NOT going to repeat the goofball patio trick again this time (see my august TR). Same layout as the other room, which we actually don't care for as much. I love the location, but don't care for the bathroom layout, seems cramped for "girlie get ready space," which puts the ho ... er ... wife in a bad mood. I don't have any problem as I need approximately 2 sq. in. for my get ready space, not including the sink. But, it does have that nice rainfall shower, but not the double-shower one. THAT"s the thing I like the best, haven't been able to get into one of those rooms the past few times. BTW, where are those? Who can pin that down? Monday Oct, 1 - Naughty school girl / kilt night So, we arrive, get booked in at the member's desk smoothly, get the room and go put on the bikini bottom and trunk and hit the pool. Party atmosphere is a little subdued, but since I can tell it was raining earlier, that's no surprise. About the time we get there it starts to pick up, but that was merely coincidence, not us I don't think. Beer's poured for me, wave Hi to bartender who is listening to a drunken girl tell him what she wants, then Stacia's vodka thingee is poured, and off to get towels to park on we go. ** If you were reading the August trip report of mine, you're aware that my neat-O cool waterproof Olympus ToughCam took a dive, literally, and is probably going to be found by those diver guys who sell stuff on La Isla Mujeres. They'll get some great pics of hot chicks doing funny stuff, so there you go. That camera was replaced with a Panasonic Lumix with deeper water depth and higher shockproof "drop height," which was cool, I guess, though I hadn't grown any since August to need it. Still, Stacia dropped it three times onto concrete so that was probably a good thing. Problem is, the ToughCam's e-lens (digital camera, youknowwhatImean, c'mon!) was covered by one of those sliding-back things when you powered the unit on. The Lumix's was always exposed. Faster, but a problem arises from this design element. The e-lens thing IS always exposed .... to stuff like oh, I don't know ... waterproof sunscreen. Yeah, that stuff we have all over our bodies while at TTR. Gee, do you think it gets all over cameras, too? Especially if you carry them around all day to capture the party pics of friends and slut ... er ... wife having fun? Well, I took about 200 pics on the trip, and this time I didn't lose the camera, but I'd say about half are fuzzed up, or outright gummed into only translucency of e-lens, which, to paraphrase, sort of, Ron White, isn't quite what I'm looking for in a camera. Shower door, maybe. Camera, nope. So, if the pics seem fuzzy to you, you don't need new glasses, I need a different design on my TTR-poolside camera. Got to have a way to keep the element clean, I've learned. Learn from me, paduwan. Long story short, got the boobies out, both mine & Stacia's, though hers are by far better to look at, and got our drink on (It was Day 1, after all), and ended up going to dinner a bit drunken, eating a LOT, and then going up and racking out. Oh, did I mention that the Evil Visitor joined us for the front end of our trip? The red rapscallion? The scarlet scoundrel? The bloody valentine? Yes, we were trying to get clear of the monthly visitor, but ... no... the bastard HAD to hang on to go to Mexico. But, later on I killed him and left his period-ic self lying in a small wastebasket. Because the bastard was with us I was forced to miss Naughty Schoolgirl night, because Stacia just doesn't feel comfortable in the too-small little flip skirt and teensy panties right then, and i don't blame her a bit. We drank, ate, and passed the hell out. Didn't see Terri & Adam after 3:00 p.m. Tuesday Oct 2 - Women all red /Men all White T-storms in the morning kept everyone sort of subdued and either indoors in-rooms, or sort of strolling around inside, or jamming in under the pool bars. Only problem with the jamming is, for the non-smoker types, like my asthmatic trick ... er wife, the outdoor pool bars act like a cigarette/cigar smoke well, sort of collecting it and holding it in and making things sort of untenable if you don't handle smoke well. it'd be no biggie if there was another place to go get a drink at TTR during a stormy day, but there really isn't. And no, this isn't smoker bashing, I think that if you want to light it up and age your skin and reek to the non-smoking side of the species, that's your business but it can get downright poisonous at that outdoor bar when it's raining and there isn't much in the way of wind to keep things cleared out. Anyway, onwards. The sun came out sometime between 1:00 and 2:00, and the thongs showed up and boobies popped out and the party slowly ground into motion again, though delayed for about 4-5 hours. Still, a good time! Terri, not part of that crowd, described the group this time as Redneck Invasion. I thought about it, and sort of agreed, though being from Texas I happen to like rednecks, in all their variations, from Kentucky hillbillies, to tenneessee wildmen to my Cajuns and Coon-asses (If you don't know what it means, it ain't what you think - Louisiana swamp thing, kinda), to straight out Arkansas & Missouri tractor-racers and Mississippi & Alabama farmerss tans. NASCAR lovers all, but not me, I'm more PGA. Still quite a few Canadians and folks from the U.K., though diminished as compared to August. I have to toss some folks under the bus though. There was a group of ... I'll call them younger, though they weren't and really should have known better, girls at TTR this trip. You'd know them if you saw them, "Self-impressed Crowd," complete with brand-new fake tits, and already sporting them topless. I'm all for that, but there is a certain amount of restraint that goes into having great fake boobs, and exposing them, and the scars that made them big, to direct sunlight within 2-4 weeks of surgery. Mightn't outn't not do that, Stacia's doc said. That, and the, you all know what it looks like, the "Up and down" looks the girls give each other at home as they pass in the office, shopping mall, parking garage, concert hall, corner bar, or nightclub. Sizing up the "opposition" and relegating them into "threat vs. non-threat" categories. Generally speaking, THAT sort of thing hasn't existed at TTR when we've been there the previous times (8).. The people who've been at TTR, hot or not, big or slim, tall or small, fat or all that haven't bothered to really worry about it. That whole "Nobody knows you and nobody gives a shit" thing really DID make the place fun, and the absence of the catty girl looks and commentary was a blessed relief. Still, I'm giving them more time in this TR than I did while at TTR, so onwards! The white and red night was under-participated by the CCC people, and non-existent amongst the non CCC folks who were at TTR. Still, Stacia & Terri looked rather fetching. We had a good time out at Patyo's, sitting up and drinking and laughing with the CCC people we'd managed to run into so far, including: Adamnterri (of course), SandyT, Tanya, Mark Sara, Fit4funcpl1, Mr&MRsJ, IndianaDuo, GSpot69, Lookin4fun369, Superman1980, Ace1, sarah&jeremy, and AFrench12, all of which we had great group sex with over the course of the trip. No, not really. However, if I have to put up with another ignorant and close-minded person's (including our friends back here at home) questions who have never been to TTR accusing everyone who goes there of acting like they were at ... well .. Hedonism during a takeover week when the Spanish Fly is ablooming and Tequila doesn't taste bad and someone had just invented a topical spray that deterred all STD's for a period of a week, and the spray was waterproof and then spiked all the food with low levels of X (the drug Ecstasy for those of y'all not in the drug culture loop) .... I might poke them in the eye. And then, there's always the well-meaning soul who asks, at TTR during a CCC theme night, "Are you guys with the swingers group? we heard there was a big group here... No, we're not, we're just here getting mostly naked, all the way drunk, and having a killer time. Trust me, you will know when there's actually a real takeover week at the resort. Funny thing is, they'd, the questioner, would hbe having a great time. *shrug* Ah well. Fear of the unknown, I think. But, I digress. Red/White night ended up with drink-induced sleepiness and long napping. Wednesday Oct 3 - Ladies in Men's Dress Shirts & heels I was REALLY looking forward to the WDS night, since it was SO much fun in August. I think there were probably 50-70 ladies int he WDS that time, because we had one heck of a conversion rate over the course of the evening amongst the non-CCC ladies. But, alas, it was not to be. Three, literally 1, 2, 3 ladies did the dress shirt thing, and 2 of them were named Stacia & Terri. Needless to say, that didn't work out great, since people weren't looking at the girls like "Oh, that looks like a fun time! They were looking at them like, "Did they forget to pack? There's a gift shop right there..." So, that didn't do so well. Though it Did start out on the right foot, with Stacia asking me, "DO you think I should wear the red panties & bra set under the shirt, just the panties, or nothing?" Gee..... How do you answer that question? Anyway, ended up in the middle ground, but since nobody else even seemed to know what was up or was willing to play, that night died a quiet death. Gee, the Patyo's night scene that night wasn't so much fun, either. But, since the panties were actually in the "negotiations" as to on vs. off, it was playtime and we did that as if we didn't know each other. Always fun to get to know one another after the hiatus. Thursday Oct 4 - lingerie Fantasy Casino More rain, but stopped earlier. We knew all along that the problem with lingerie night on Thursday was that Steve's Boobs Cruise was the next morning, assuming that there wouldn't be another T-storm. But, the rain cleared out a bit earlier, and we got down to the pool to start, then went out to walk the beach some in the early afternoon. Terri & Adam found us, and we stood around talking in the waves for a couple hours, with the servers coming down to catch us at the beach from time to time. That's the best thing about the membership, the servers finding you, not the other way around. Day passed, turned into evening, and off to eat. Oh, I forgot that and won't bother going back up to fix it. We ate dinner at the Chinese twice and the Italian twice, and in Margaritas twice for dinner, the rest at the buffet. The food was all great. The service in the Italian lace was the least good, followed by Margaritas (understandable as its always the busiest) and best at the Chinese. We didn't do our trip to Hooters this time. *shrug* We usually go to Hooters one night, just to skip the resort and get out a bit, and the past 4-5 times we've been to Hooters our server is a cutie named Gracie from England, every time. Conincidence, but fun. We've a Hooters close by our house in Houston and don't go, but we go in Cancun. Weird, I know. Early night, in room for more playtime, then to bed sort of early-ish. Friday Oct 5 - White Night - Glow night Let me be blunt. I could give a rat-butt about white-night/glow night. Give girls a choice in a hot, steamy outdoor environment where they are going to be drinking, and I betcha half of them will include white outfits in their choice of apparel. And, gee, what color is the average guy's T-shirt? If you guessed the opposite of black, you'd be on target. So, white night as a "Theme night" is sort of laughable to me, ESPECIALLY for a place like TTR. Might be more sexy to call it white bra night, but maybe not, too. Maybe White Knight Night? And, the glow thing doesn't end up doing too much for people partying in my experience that aa show special wouldn't accomplish easier -- and at TTR you can have a shot special by waling up, Anyone, and asking, "Can I have eight (INSERRT SHOT NAME HERE)?" Party On, I'd say. So, just consider White night/glow night, "Relaxed Night" as for themes and go get your grubby party clothes on, and go get the drinking started up earlier rather than later. There's a plan. The above being said, I didn't care if we went out partying afterwards, because the Boobs Cruise was scheduled for Friday! As with the previous two trips out on the catamaran with Chinos and Omar. We strolled up early, talked to Steve about my blind self getting on early so as to not stomp on some pretty little thing like the first time while getting ont he boat, and we wer e sat at the bow in the VIP Omar said and which I seriously doubted as it gives him great access to those there (Omar is a dangerous guy with a mike in his hand). Music started bumping, everyone put sunscreen on everyone else because we didn't want the crew to kick our asses, and off we went with the folks on the other boats staring at us in horrified fascination at the sudden swarm of topless screaming chicks going by. And that was just pulling away from the pier. It got better out in the real water. Boobs Cruise was great as always. This time, as compared to August, instead of getting to applaud Sharon as she won the Ms. Boobs Cruise with her booby-titty-sexing as being the highlight, I was invited to go along with Steve and a bunch of others as we hit a little bar (wasn't the Stinky Bar, I don't think, as it did not) for a few beers and conversation about living in Cancun vs. the U.K., the state of the Premier League, who was our pic for the Superbowl, and associated other esoterica. All of this happened while Adam and Terri took Stacia off to a dark corner and did horrible, unspeakable things to her. Like having her shop for jewelry. The horror! For me, anyway. We did the usual stupidly funny stuff, and ended up on La Isla Mujeres being well fed and more than slightly bbuzzed and went down to play in the water and watch the Booby-banana sex and sex position games and just enjoy the Glorious Weather we ended up with that day. I can't put any pictures of Omar doing his thing, as he was, as per usual, being swooned over by the topless ladies and we can't have pics of nipples on the board now, can we. Chinos, however, is a different story: Here is Stacia pointed at the show, while my attention is elsewhere: Let's see, I think I did a better job of the lil' John in LMFAO's Shots than I did as Axl Rose the last time in the singalong as we came back towards TTR. Chinos got a birthday boy (he was actually 37 i think) guy with his wife WASTE-STEEE-ASTED by asking her, I think her name was Stacy?, if he, the birthday boy, should "put on the dress?" She said yes, so they turned to the guy and said, "OK, you heard your wife, she wants you to get naked and put on this dress." Being a sport, he did so (spandex tiny party dress). So, that started a huge round of shot drinking and beer-chugging and pic-taking with the new "Starlet," and we were all amazed at how much the guy was drinking. Damn brits anyway, makes me jealous. He knocked back a pitcher at one point (one of the smaller 4 beer ones, but still), that was just ONE of his driniking examples. Got hammered, sure, but hung int here like a champ! No Yack! Boo-yah! ** the girls are rolling their eyes, I know. Sorry. That beer drinking thing is almost exclusively a "guy sport." ** Anyway, nobody ended up sexing each other in front of everyone else on the boat this time, so that was different. Unless you count the whipped cream stuff, which I don't. That's just flirting. There was a LOT of heavy drinking on this trip, though. Great Boobs Cruise. Was a Booze Cruise too, but since the boobies were all out (I think 100% participation, or maybe 0% coverage, depending on how you look at it), was the accomplishment. ALSO! No cattiness from the girls on the boat! So, the self-impressed new-boobs crowd didn't go with us, which was just fine. I'm sure Omar would have had them swooning, anyway. Back from the cruise, right into Margaritas for a quick pizza, then shower and a little lay-down, and then out to Patyo's for the party night, which was a good time, all around. Terri got her second wind, and kept right on drinking after the cruise, which impressed the bejeezus out of Adam and I as she's a little thing like Stacia. Maybe they process all that booze in the boobies? I don't know. It' a working theory. The looping beat-down of the trance/house music eventually drove everyone away, and we crashed. Saturday Oct 6 - Dazzling Temptation Show & Pool Party - Cowboys/Cowgirls Again, let me start this by saying that I don't think there was a single cowboy or cowgirl that showed up. If you did, and we didn't note your presence, I apologize, but I thought that the least likely of the themes to have much participation. It even got crushed byt he huge turn out for White Dress Shirt Night (see above) which is ironic. If you can consider the above rendition of the evening after the boobs cruise, and put it with the daytime fun from Wednesday, then you've got Saturday. But, we DID have a great time! Other things with I can't quite put into the above timeline are as follows: We met a bunch of people getting new memberships this time, which is cool. There's apparently an introductory membership that a few people were getting, which is like a 3-year plan or something? Sounded good to me, and hopefully more people do that to get In, so to speak. Stacia & I met lots of couples down at TTR after being only married for a year (if that) or a couple. We thought that's great, since that's how you keep the marriage going, we've learned and were told, you've got to keep having fun together. Look at Adam and Terri (don't stare at Terri) she's hot, but they've been together 26 years and are still keeping it hot and steamy. And, they didn't have the record on the resort by quite a few years. To everyone who I met, or came up and met me, including but not at all limited to and I apologize in advance as we always meet so many cool people, e.g. the Jay's, Travis, Heath, Mike, Tay-tay, Chris, all three Scotts, the two Jens (not Jennifers), etc., thanks for hanging out and partying it up with us. To all those we meet and talk to under their CCC nyms, aren't we weird? Sometimes it's hard to put the real name on the person/couple when you associate them with the board nym most of the time. We'll probably be back down for a 3-day in February, and then.... It's April Addicts Time! See y'all then, and try not to keep the sports pool warm at night. Eww.
Great trip report and Pictures!! Glad you all had a good time and hope you left some booze for me!!! Come on Tuesday! Debbie
Quote from Stacia_and _John: "However, if I have to put up with another ignorant and close-minded person's (including our friends back here at home) questions who have never been to TTR accusing everyone who goes there of acting like they were at ... well .. Hedonism during a takeover week when the Spanish Fly is ablooming and Tequila doesn't taste bad and someone had just invented a topical spray that deterred all STD's for a period of a week, and the spray was waterproof and then spiked all the food with low levels of X (the drug Ecstasy for those of y'all not in the drug culture loop) .... I might poke them in the eye." End Quote Amen: Makes me want to punch them in the face with a pipe wrench lol. We don't have any problem with swingers but for people to say that if you go to TTR you must be a swinger is craziness................... Nice report and pics....
That was the best trip report I have read to date, and most likely will never read one that good ever! Who took that picture of you (John) Standing behind Stacia at the Bar with her dress pulled up? I t was a pleasure meeting you all! Ashley and I hope you see you all again!!!
Glad you both had a great time. Great pics. Thanks, I am having a urge to go back now on this first day of snow.
