Lots of fun. Great friends. Lots of good food and drink. Plenty of laughs.
But lots of limited time for blog thoughts - and I'm sure I have many. Still, time slips away and tequila runs freely - so it's a bad combination when it comes to composing anything of substance.
I'm four margaritas in as I lay in bed drafting this. I've decided that while I normally love white wine, this trip it has done me no favours.
Ok. while it's only 21:24 at this point, I still have to go to bed. I still have to run in the a.m. For the most part, I don't suffer from hangovers (though they still exist from time to time), but I still run as the sun comes up.
Song by: the Eagles