Friday, 6 May 2011

Cowboy In The Jungle

As loyal readers, you will both be pleased to know that the UC was able to clear his busy retirement calendar last week and escape!

South to Cozumel.

Like living in a tropical zoo.

Five foot tall pink flamingos greeted you...well, just about everywhere.

As well as their not quite so cuddly neighbours, the Iguanas.

Who have an unnerving habit of sneaking up on you and staring, with an expression that says "I don't care how big you are, I'm going to eat you."

Cowboy In The Pool
Okay, so it wasn't all roughing it.

Guy has to take a break once in a while from hacking his way through the jungle.

Mia Casa. Top floor, left.

There were also lots of peacocks strutting around as well.

Like they owned the place.

"Are you lookin' at me?"

No sir.....

Cowboy In The Jungle - II
Okay, on the beach.

But it was hot as a jungle, let me tell you.

At least I got away from those zombie iguanas (have you ever seen them walk?) and macho peacocks (they move fast for all them feathers) for a while. Hence the still somewhat anxious smile.

So all in all, not too shabby a place to cool my heels for a week.

4 comments:

Big Joe said...

Did I miss something or was the Cowboy not allowed in the bar?

Urban Cowboy said...

If you look closely, the pool is the bar.

Anonymous said...

you may have a future in infomercials

Krys and Paul said...

You look very healthy and happy! And no wonder. Here, it is high tree pollen allergy season...