Like Pigs in Mud

Last weekend, I had a real, 2 day weekend.

So we decided to take advantage of this momentous occasion by booking ourselves into the PIC Hotel in Tumon, using the voucher Mr. Nole gave us as a generous wedding present in May.

PIC has been around since I was a kiddo and was always in the top 3 list of places I wanted to go (the other 2 places being McDonalds with the wicked indoor playground, and Jones Beach Resort). It is famous for its water & activities park. Waterslides and pools abound, with other activities including archery, tennis, snorkeling, kayaking and hourly aqua aerobics! It has a very 'summer camp' feel with extremely genki staff smiling and encouraging guests to join in and have fun.

I checked in solo last Friday afternoon while Kentaro was off doing a plum-wine tasting at Cost-U-Less, and enjoyed a few hours reading books and painting my nails in our beachfront room.

We dined at Jamaican Grill, which is just about our favourite restaurant on island, and ordered the works - ribs, jerk chicken, Jamaican and red rice, kelaguen salad, a "jerk" burger with curry mayonnaise, and for dessert a Jamaican Grill take on the 'banana split' which was more like a challenge to unearth the lone banana under 3 pounds of ice cream & whipped cream with a cherry on top. Thank God we only had to roll across the road afterwards to return to our hotel room.

Saturday was the best day EVER for 2007 (excluding the wedding festivities of course).

The Boy and I reverted to age 10 with the greatest of ease and spent the day running up, sliding down, running up, sliding down, running up, sliding down backwards, losing mat and bruising ass, running up, surfing down on knees, ad infinitum.

We also heartily enjoyed the 'floating bridge' - a series of 10 foam squares linked together extending out over the centre pool. The real kids had a pretty easy time with this as the object was to walk out across the bridge, U-turn and come back. The kids weighing 60kg and 80kg had a harder time as the squares tended to sink under our weight, hindering balance. This game had us busy for a good hour and a half, and after a bit of staring I really forgot we were the only kids over age 10 lining up to try again. Though the 80kg kid only ever managed to do a good impression of an elephant tripping on a banana peel, the 60kg kid conquered the floating bridge on her 62nd try and showed those kids a thing or two.

We became adults again at lunchtime when we dined at Hanagi. I have never seen a Japanese buffet that includes ALL of: udon, soba, tempura, tonkatsu, tsukemono, teppanyaki, sushi, sashimi and goma ice cream, and I riked it arot.

All in all it was a ripper of a weekend. Now back to 6 day working weeks.