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Cancun Part 2

We return to Cancun Mexico for our 28th anniversary
Part 2 - Our Anniversary Dinner

Text and photos by Ron.

Here is the second part from our June trip to Cancun. It is a short one. Enjoy!

In trying to decide where we would go for dinner on the 16th, Pete searched the restaurant guide book looking for lobster. He found JC Capitan, and it was an easy walk from our resort, so that was an easy decision. If you could see through that building on left, you would see the Westin Hotel, and Club Regina.

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We arrived as the sun was getting close to the horizon.

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The restaurant was little more than a thatched roof, and a pier with tables and chairs, and went well out into the lagoon.

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I asked the waiter to take a photo of us before it got too dark. I don't care much for flash photography. It's less natural.

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We thought about having lobster but changed our minds at the last minute. That was probably the right decision. The waiter did bring a tray with some beautiful tails on it. They were so huge, like they might be Australian lobster tails. When we were still living in California, and we installed a hot tub in our back yard, to celebrate the event I went to Race Street to get some lobster tails. They were Australian tails and I bought two of them. They weighed 1½ pounds each, and at $60 a pound, that was $180 I coughed up. When I brought them home, Pete about fainted. We ended up splitting one of those monsters in half lengthwise, and doing it on the Bar-B-Que, and the next night we repeated the celebration. We were in lobster heaven, and we've never forgotten that wonderful experience. We both knew that the lobsters we were being shown would never come close to that experience, so we had a change of heart.

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Instead, Pete ordered the Seafood Skewer . . .

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. . . and I ordered the Coconut Shrimp

While we enjoyed this romantic interlude, the sky seemed to catch on fire. It couldn't have been more perfect.

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Well, actually it could have been. I should clarify something here. We are, after all, in a tourist town, and one thing we have learned about tourist towns is that many restaurants don't have to worry about return customers, so this means they don't really have to pay too much attention to the quality of their meals. Unfortunately, this was the case with JC Capitan. Neither of us really enjoyed the meal. But the ambiance of the occasion more than made up for what the restaurant lacked. And that sunset is worth more than words can express. It was indeed a very special and unforgettable evening.

It's hard to believe we have been enjoying life together for the past 28 years. Pete had written an e-mail to one of his co-workers from Xerox who was about to go one of the Viking River Cruises in Russia, and he mentioned that in July it will be 10 years since he's worked. She had recently entered retirement herself, as the economy and the job market tanked. I have to laugh though, because when Pete fills out the forms for going through customs, he still puts "consultant" instead of "retired", as I do. Ten years away from the world of work really puts you behind the 8 ball as far as keeping up with the technology. We'd be hard pressed to rejoin that world.

Well, that's pretty much it for this 28th anniversary. I said to Pete, I wonder where we'll be celebrating our 29th? He said I wonder where we'll be spending our 80th? LOL

Well, hopefully we'll have some good photos for the next part. We plan to schedule some tours today before the time slips away from us. We want to go to Chichen Itza, Tulum, and maybe a snorkeling trip. We'll see what is available. Take care!

Cheers,

Ron & Pete