The view from the porch at Mamita's Beach Club. We had some little gnosh before resuming drinking.
A billboard alongside a construction site on the way to the beach.
Miss Jenks, showing us 26th St., where our hotel was.
Someplace along Fifth Avenue, or La Quinta, where it's shop-o-rama.
Another lovely street scene, taken from our breakfast table at La Vagabunda, on 5th and 26th.
Our room for the first three nights. After this, we had to move to a smaller room. But this, #7 at Luna Blue in Playa del Carmen (I describe it this way so it will come up in Google searches), was slamming.
The balcony outside room #7.
Another lovely street scene, taken from our breakfast table at La Vagabunda, on 5th and 26th.
Our room for the first three nights. After this, we had to move to a smaller room. But this, #7 at Luna Blue in Playa del Carmen (I describe it this way so it will come up in Google searches), was slamming.
The balcony outside room #7.
Mariachis playing in a restaurant where we had great steaks and baked potatoes, and grilled vegetables and a Caesar salad make tableside. And some wine.
The garden area of our hotel.
The outside of our hotel
Yeah, that blue sky and white sand and hot weather was hard to take.
The garden area of our hotel.
The outside of our hotel
Yeah, that blue sky and white sand and hot weather was hard to take.
So, I'm in a play, You Can't Take it With You, which runs the last two weekends of March. I play the gushing goofy mother of a wacky family. At least, I don't get killed off.
This Saturday, Feb. 10, I'm flying to NY for two days of work meetings on the 12th and 13th and back home that night.
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