I say the worst thing that gets me is injuries. I typically end up with a multitude of bruises, scraps, and sore appendages after serious party days/weekends at home. (feats of strength, flips into and off things, scaling walls...starting to get the idea? I don't get beer muscles, I start thinking I'm Spider-man). I am pretty good a just dealing with the pain, and I don't complain. I know it's my fault I shouldn't have done whatever it is I did. So at TTR I know in my head going into the week to not mess around and do anything that could lead to injury. It's funny because I am probably the opposite of most people, and I am a bit more tame on vacation. I just don't want to ruin my vacation, or mostly ruin Elyse's, by getting hurt. Unfortunately things don't always go according to plan. One trip I was super hungover and everything wouldn't stop wobbling for well over a day. Just really an off feeling and I couldn't pull it together no matter what, and couldn't think strait. Elyse was like "this is so weird for you.", as I normally don't have a problem with the rally. After about 2 days and someone reminding/complementing on my "awesome header" late one night coming home from patyO's without Elyse, I realize my problem. I had a concussion. Having had a couple of them before I knew it was only minor, and by the time of being able to now mentally process the circumstances, I was already in the clear and got back to my normal party mode. Last trip I was being sure I was extra careful. Hanging in the fun hole my buddy Clint says "let’s got get the flip cup table, and also wake up Jimmy". Sounds like a great plan, and Lexi hands me her room key. There he is all nice and passed out midday on the bed and I think the best thing to do is some type of acrobatic move onto the bed and then start jumping on him. Being barefoot it ended in a sprained ankle, spent the next few days a few steps behind everyone with a nice limp and hearing lots of laughter. Prediction now on my last words: “Hold my beer, watch this, I can do that”
Our first trip, we had a sex toy exchange, and somehow the 9" jelly dong became our group mascot. We named him Mr. Willy, and he photo bombed all of our group pics. Second trip, I was coming for a quick weekend with a friend--who is pretty conservative, not sure about the whole resort concept, and never did get topless. We were bringing just carry-ons. Mr. Willy was in mine. Tucked into my 5" platform, lace up stripper boot. Right under the whip. Oh...apparently it really is made of gel, set off the security at O'Hare, and got us pulled over for a search. So, the female security guard opens the bag, removes the top layer of lingerie, pulls out the patent leather, lace-up boot, reaches in and takes out the whip and then the jelly dong while my friend stands there, tomato red and about to die, and I try to stay calm... I said, "uh....I know what this looks like...." And the guard said, "It looks like just like my bag when I go on vacation! Have fun, y'all!" So, it was embarrassing, but turned out to be a good memory (for me...my friend really hasn't forgiven me for that! )
Our last trip Sep 2015 late one night a local staying at the resort was hammered and touching some young ladies sitting around. They asked me if I could help tell him to move on. I did then turned and sat with them. 1 min later the guy is back no shirt on pinching his nipple and yelling in spanish then swings at me. I grab him hold him and call security. I no espanole but he does and they start coming at me like I'm the instigator. The federalies show up at the front and the poor helpless girls no where in site. Thank God the guy was an ahole and almost fought the cops. LOL was not a fun night thoug.
walking around the sexy pool a half an hour before my transfer showed up saying goodbyes. Felt like I was doing a walk of shame for having to go home. Also it was the best weather the entire week that day
On our first trip Dan and I were lounging on one of the beach beds at night (the ones with the big red ball lights) and he thought an exposed wire was the on/off switch. He touched it and shocked himself pretty badly!
