Winter Vaycay: A Familiar Face

 

 Cocaine Princess here.

To review:

To quote that cute blockhead, Good grief! I was not even 10 minutes into my vaycay and Valentina had somehow found a way to embarrass me, as for Semper~Fi and his reaction?

Hmm, well I really couldn’t tell if he was embarrassed or not. You see, he had that same old expression on his face he always does: The stone cold look.

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My only explanation as to why Valentina’s verbal antics haven’t driven SF to the looney bin or given the poor chap some type of nervous twitch is one of 3 reasons: 1} The more than generous salary he receives 2} He really loves his job. 3} He has an extremely thick skin.  Nah, it’s got to be the money.

My luggage arrived without delay and I was able to by~pass going through the customs and immigration line. This is one of the perks of having loved ones in high places, if you know what I mean.

We exited out of the airport by way of the clear sliding doors. To one side was a guy in a straw hat who was selling beer out of a rolling cooler. Many of the passengers were fumbling around with their wallets looking for change– and those same passengers who didn’t change out of their clothes I could tell felt the mistake of not doing so because they were mopping off the perspire from their faces by using their sleeves, while others grabbed a handful of ice from the cooler and smeared it across their foreheads.

Parked along the curbside were a string of taxis and 3 buses with a destination/hotel representative standing out in front. And then there was my carriage ride AKA an SUV with tinted black windows fully equipped with 2 other members from Semper~Fi’s squad. My luggage was placed in the trunk and I knew the guys would be gentle with them but I don’t think Valentina was seeing how she sternly instructed that they be “extremely careful.” At times she can be quite bossy. Not including my carry on I had 5 in total. I understand my fellow readers may think it’s a bit too much for one person but when it comes to traveling I have a motto that I follow and obey religiously: “Never Travel Light.” This Princess here packs a lot of clothes, shoes and accessories. And because of my motto I always have to pay a slight fee for the excess baggage and also because of it one of the luggage pieces wouldn’t fit– there was no more room in the car so that particular one went into the backseat in between Valentina and I. It had been months since the 2 of us had seen each other and now a barricade made from polycarbonate was between us. Leaning forward in her seat Valentina gave me the cliff notes version of what was happening over the holidays including the vow renewal ceremony. Yes, my lovelies a vow renewal ceremony took place which I’ll be later blogging about so please stay tuned. 

The ocean front resort was fabulous! Valentina’s daddy {who flew in at a later date} booked us an enormous presidential suite on the top floor. There was a full kitchen, a spacious living room with teal colored pillows on a creme colored sofa set and a dining room that was separated by a glass partition. The entire suite was adorned with local artwork hung on the wall and ceramic pieces on the shelves. On instinct when I enter into a domicile I remove my shoes but since the a/c was cranked to the max and given the fact the floors were made from marble I decided it was best to kept my heels on, you know to avoid frostbite. Given where I live you’d think I’d be use to the temperature. In under a minute tiny goose bumps appeared on my arms and my teeth began to chatter. Before I had a chance to ask one of SF’s entourage if they could turn down the a/c  Valentina spoke:

VALENTINA: Before you say anything else---

She snapped her fingers and right on cue the uniformed butler that came with our suite appeared with a white velvet robe slung over his arm.  From behind he placed the robe on my shoulders and I couldn’t help but feel imperial, like a Queen. All that was missing was my royal scepter. Hey, it isn’t that far fetched after all first comes Princess then Queen.

Valentina was anxious that I go to my room and see the surprise that was waiting there for me but I was anxious in taking a whiff of the Caribbean Sea so I went outside and stood on the living room balcony. And there it was the sound I had been longing to hear– the sound of beach waves.....Ahh, this was like a symphony to my ears. Unfortunately the music didn’t last too long. Valentina dragged me back inside insisting I see the surprise.

ME: Okay, okay.

Making our way to the bedroom I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw a familiar face in the hallway.....

To Be Continued.

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We're 9 days into the New Year and I hope 2012 is treating my lovelies well. I'm still off schedule with so many things but soon enough I'll be back on track.

Hope your weekend was a splendid one. ~x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess