We were fortunate to be able to get the same little beach bed/tiki hut each day. Me doing what I love to do best, reading St. Croix Valley Magazine!
Laura schooling me in Bocci Ball.
The path to the beach.
This was our view for a good portion of each our day spent at the resort. We found it to be much more quiet on the side that had the sea wall versus being on the side that had the open beach.
Ahhh l i v i n
Our personal beach hut.
Two fisting! Atta girl!
Minnesota homeless looking guy represent.
Man I just can’t get enough of that St. Croix Valley Magazine!
Laura and I made to snag plenty of the little shampoo bottles from the room each day and today I decided to crack one of them open. Ahhh interest memory, closed my eyes and I was back in Mexico. I truly do love how sounds, smells, taste etc. can trigger such memories.
awsome pics scotty !!!