There is a popular song out right now by Jason Derulo, Ridin Solo. I am not a fan of the song much to my daughters chagrin. Mostly because I don't wanna be flyin' solo. I'm happy I have a partner in life.
Rick and I decided to take this trip because we wanted to spend some time together before he had to leave for 3 months to Georgia for training. Seven days with just the two of us.
I really did miss my baby so much and when I got home he started doing this thing where every time I would talk to him or give him attention he would hit himself. I really think he was trying to punish us for leaving him. :(
This is the lobby at the Riu Palace. I was really impressed with the hotel. There were thousands of plants in the lobby alone. The staff was awesome and were cleaning constantly, (very important in my book).
We only let the maid service come into our room once, the rest of the time we had the do not disturb sign on the door. I would have like them to come everyday if only to see more of these terrycloth creations. 
Not so fresh off the plane. I had pants and a sweatshirt on in the plane because much like movie theaters, planes always seem to be too cold for me. We had to wait on our shuttle for awhile and I was literally melting in my plane attire, it didn't take long before I lost all sense of decency and became an exhibitionist right there on the airport sidewalk. I had to get out of those clothes. Rick tried to cover me as best he could but I did get a few inquizative glances. Oh well I'll most like never see any of those people again.
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