Well we finally made it to Mexico, and yes, Ramona is with us! The trip started early in the morning (at 3 AM) and involved connections and layovers. We finally arrived, and I have to admit I was exhausted. I was personally ready to get in the car, have a quiet ride to the house, have a welcome drink, and go to the beach. But alas, that never happens, does it? The ride involved Sonja going on about a mistaken picture of someone's private parts sent by mistake, and a game of kill, marry, and, well, you know the rest. As you can see by my actions, I had very little interest in either. By the way, who gets a penis picture by mistake?
The house is another level. Bethenny truly outdid herself, but frankly I would expect nothing less from her. I have never been to Mexico and to come for the first time and stay in a place like this? Well, it's just unbelievable. The house, the grounds, the view, the beach. I feel blessed. With all this beauty around us and the fact that Ramona made the trip by the hair of her chinny chin chin, you wouldn't believe that the old game of room grabbing would not possibly happen, and yet it did in its worst fashion ever. Bethenny tried to quell the situation by doing a lottery. Seems fair, right? Well Ramona and Sonja not only received the last two numbers, but they also decided to ignore all rules and rampage through the house marking their territory. They first tried to take our host's room (Bethenny) who, by the way, was sick with a fever and chills, and when that failed, they attempted to bully me out of my room. Well I did it in Vermont, and I ain't doing it again. What do you think that is all about? It's both the worst behavior and extremely uncomfortable, don't you think?
After that disaster was over, I managed to secure a great room sharing a bathroom with Carole (hooray). Did you like the balloon game? Not sure my roomie did. Well I had a few welcome cocktails and proceeded to go to bed for the night. Little did I know I was going to miss an epic first dinner. Tinsley found her voice (good girl), and Luann manged to fall comfortably in a bush and then again off the steps. Thank goodness she was so fluid, and I mean fluid—she did not hurt a thing.
I may have missed the first dinner, but as you can expect, I will be around for the next few! Until next week, Viva Mexico!