Two Sisters Travelin'

Trish · 05-26-2004

Pre-ramble:
Tyramania has been my sister almost as long as I can remember. I say “almost” because I’m the one that brave folks call “the older one”. For about the last (mumble) years, one of our running comments when we’re having a grand ole time has always been

“We should go into business together. We’ll do (fill in the blank here), and we’ll call our business Two Sisters ________!” Never have come up with something that we would actually do to make us any money, or even something we would want to do more than one time

. Once it was “yard work”, another time “moving”… you get the idea. The one thing, though, that we do well together is travel – well, mostly! The saga begins almost a year ago……

Tyramania · 05-26-2004

Careful now, Trish....We've both got years of ammunition to throw out there. I give you the same warning I gave sctx....don't be firing the first shot

Actually, I'm looking forward to reading your trip report....

- Tyra (the younger one)

Trish · 05-26-2004

Quote:

Originally Posted by Tyramania

Actually, I'm looking forward to reading your trip report....

- Tyra (the younger one)

Hmmm. Funny, though, how it says "senior" member under your name, and "junior" under mine.

It's not just my report, remember. You were there, too. I'm just now finishing up the next part... Maybe you'll have a few memories to throw in.

**denisea** · 05-26-2004

Quote:

Originally Posted by Trish

Hmmm. Funny, though, how it says "senior" member under your name, and "junior" under mine.

So are you saying that Tyra is the more mature one?

Now I really can't wait to read the next installment. :p

Trish · 05-26-2004

I think it all started last summer while Tyra & I were sitting

with a bunch of our family at our Mothers-Daughters-Sisters-Cousins family reunion (that’s right, a reunion for just the “wimmin folk”). When that began many moons ago, it was a large group – not a group of large women, just a lot of them - almost like a herd but without the bulls & steers – but has since dwindled down to more like a small gaggle. So everyone is talking at once & waving their beers and cigarettes

in the air, trying to decide who’d be in charge of planning the trip for 2004, how we’d do it differently next time so that the person in charge didn’t get screwed out of any money

, and just where it was we’d all meet up for the next one. Tyra got all attention directed at her by screaming “I KNOW JUST THE PLACE! AND I’LL PLAN IT!!!”. Everyone went silent. Well, as silent as that group can ever get and still be awake. And she started telling some of her

tales from the wonderful place called Playa del Carmen. A few hours later, everyone was in agreement that Playa would be the place to go, and we even decided to open it up to the men in the family. Tyra graciously offered to start the planning the next week. All promised to go (yeah, right – we had heard that one before). Never one to procrastinate, Tyra really did start planning the trip the next week……

Trish · 05-26-2004

Quote:

Originally Posted by denisea

So are you saying that Tyra is the more mature one?

Uh,... yeah! That's it. You know her! Let's just say that we've got, err, um, different strengths! :o

Tyramania · 05-26-2004

Quote:

Originally Posted by Trish

Tyra got all attention directed at her by screaming “I KNOW JUST THE PLACE! AND I’LL PLAN IT!!!”.

I object! Your honor, I want my objection on the record.

I don't quite remember it this way, but, I'll won't fight this one.....it's minor. I'm affraid I'm gonna have to pick my battles.

- Tyra

Trish · 05-27-2004

Tyra performed her planning magic

. Only a few minor glitches along the way, although no deal-breakers. My hat’s off to her for all her hard work, although I think she’s probably marked “travel agent” off her what-I-want-to-be-when-I-grow-up list

. You know its got to be tough to wrangle 13 people off to Playa! Anyway, all the rooms were booked, flight arrangements made 2 months in advance.

Of course, flight times changed

for both airlines that the 4 of us from Austin had reservations on. I quickly learned that airline carriers don’t always play together well, resulting in my purchase of some one-way tickets on yet another carrier to get us to DFW with time to spare for the flight then to Cancun. The events of that morning I would actually rather forget; its a story for another time… oversleeping, scolded by ticket agents, held flights, trying to rush through security (you just can’t hurry those guys!), missed flights, back through security, etc. All said & done, we finally met up with Tyra and the rest of the clan in DFW, only to find out that the flight to Cancun didn’t get off the ground until an hour after it was scheduled, so the disasters of the morning were all for naught

! Oh, well, we were on our way to Playa, no more worries!

The arrival in Cancun was uneventful, until Tyra started off the plane across the tarmac at a very quick pace to the dreaded “red light” area; she was a woman on a mission. I was beginning to think that she had had enough of everyone already and she was leaving us to fend for ourselves,

when it dawned on me that it was all part of her grand plan. Get all 13 of us spread out, and we’d be more likely to make it through without hitting red! Good thinking, Tyra, it worked! All people & luggage were haphazardly thrown in 2 vans for the transport to Playa. Oops, we were one person short! Seems that one of the cousin’s boyfriend was also going to meet us in Cancun… sometime. Nobody seemed to know, though, what time, which airline or flight number, or even if he made it to the airport to catch his flight

. We were able to glean that he didn’t even know the name of the hotels. Great! More vacation time spent with both vans taking scenic tours of the 2 Cancun terminals. Don’t know how, but he was finally located. (I think that Tyra will require him to be equipped with GPS if we do this again!)

We were on our way down the road, stopping at Puerto Morelos for the all-time stress reliever – beer – and made it to our home away from home. Tyra had booked 2 apartments at Chichan Baal Kah for she & I and my daughter & son in law & a friend of theirs, and 2 condos at Villa Sacbe for the rest of the group. Unloading all the people and baggage at the two places kinda reminded me of the Keystone Cops. Everyone somewhat settles in, Tyra takes a few on a field trip to the grocery store, and we all decide we’re hungry.

Walked the few steps down the street from Villa Sacbe to La Siesta. The big mistake of the evening was 11 of us sitting down at one long table! Beer & tequila shots were coming from the bar faster than anyone could count.

Food was ordered, and more beer

while we waited. It wasn’t long before I was wishing we had sat at separate tables – some of the clan were acting like tourists! Getting the bill and everyone throwing out money was pretty much a cluster…

cross words were spoken

... not a pretty site. Everyone stumbled back to their own corners for some sleep. Hopefully some rest, and the next morning we’d all feel like

family again.

Critter · 05-27-2004

This is going to get good!!!

mckinzie · 05-28-2004

Trish,
surely thats not all you have to offer when it comes to trip reporting.

I have an excuse I have amnesia

**sctx** · 05-30-2004

Quote:

Originally Posted by mckinzie

Trish,
I have an excuse I have amnesia

Michael and I have a "multi-purpose" cure for that

... and Oh, I think we may have a "photo therapy" rehab program that may help jog your memory banks as well !!! All this can be yours for a mere 200 pesos (per 1/4 hr)

cuffedlinks · 05-30-2004

It sounds as if there may be a need for 2 trip reports and then perhaps a congress, if you will, to glean from each report the final TR for posterity's sake...

Isn't it a rather interesting thing that between 2 people who shared similar experiences in such close proximity, can have such DIVERGENT claims on reality?

Trish · 05-30-2004

We all woke up with a bit of an emotional hangover :o , but at least the sun was shining, and the coffee tasted sooooo good. About half the group had scheduled a fishing trip for that morning, and Tyra & I hoped the group woke up in time to catch their transportation. After a quick breakfast snack of chocolate sugar wafers, she loaded up her backpack to go check on them, and then was off to run a few errands – look up a friend or two, check her email to make sure her puppies were OK. I lathered myself with sunscreen and wiggled into my bathing suit to go to the beach with Manda & Aaron (my daughter & son in law), & Tina (my adopted daughter for the trip – remember, this was family). We ended up at the Tukan beach club and settled in on some chairs. A gorgeous day, we were in awe of everything around us. You don’t see this kind of scenery on the Texas Gulf Coast !! The mojitos were going down easily, and it was wonderful to have to do nothing but

lounge on the beach. Life is good! Mid-afternoon, here comes Tyra with the crew in tow. Once again we’re all together - talkin’, laughin’, & drinkin’. There’s nothing quite like a group of Texans, all with roots from a small town in West Texas, if you know what I mean! The fishing group relays their tale of woe. Not a fish one was caught, and seems like our straggler from the airport spent his hours hanging over the side of the boat. “Looking to see the fish down below,” he said. But I think we all know the true

reason!

Still a few hours away, we made plans to meet up for happy hour at Espadas later in the evening, and decide

…what to do for dinner

. That left plenty of time to clean up, take a stroll down 5th for a little bit of shopping, and generally just soak up the atmosphere known as Playa del Carmen. It seemed to be well known to the shopkeepers that we were from Texas before we even walked in. I kept looking to see if anyone was wearing a t-shirt that proclaimed such, but after I stayed outside one of the shops to enjoy the breeze for just a little while longer and hearing the voices of the group inside, I realized that while you may take the girls out of Texas, you just can’t take the Texas out of the girls! Guess it was that West Texas twang coming out!

Happy hour at Espadas and the entire group showed up. We all decided that was a good place to eat – the Brazilian steaks sounded wonderful and the prices were extremely reasonable. I think that the waiters must have been friends of the people from La Siesta, because not only did they split us up into 2 tables, but even offered to give us separate checks before we asked! Wow! Worked great. Dinner was an exceptional experience! All the different meats sliced right to your plate off of long swords. The service was great, and we all left with full tummies! After a few more adult beverages at the swing bar across the street, a little more wandering and shopping, the night was declared a success.

mckinzie · 05-30-2004

Quote:

Originally Posted by sctx

Michael and I have a "multi-purpose" cure for that

... and Oh, I think we may have a "photo therapy" rehab program that may help jog your memory banks as well !!! All this can be yours for a mere 200 pesos (per 1/4 hr)

Okay sctx,
I think LILG has already taken me for a ride enough.

200 pesos

Talk about blowing money!!!

Trish,
glad your having fun so far.

**Bumper** · 05-30-2004

Quote:

Originally Posted by cuffedlinks

It sounds as if there may be a need for 2 trip reports and then perhaps a congress, if you will, to glean from each report the final TR for posterity's sake...

Isn't it a rather interesting thing that between 2 people who shared similar experiences in such close proximity, can have such DIVERGENT claims on reality?

There's always three sides to every story, Cuff. Yours...mine...and the truth, which generally lies somewhere in between. The 5'1" witness says it was a tall guy, and the 6'4" witness says it was a short guy. Go figure.

Keep it coming, Trish.

05-26-2004	#1 (permalink)
Trish life=playa Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Round Rock, Texas Posts: 591	Two Sisters Travelin' Pre-ramble: Tyramania has been my sister almost as long as I can remember. I say “almost” because I’m the one that brave folks call “the older one”. For about the last (mumble) years, one of our running comments when we’re having a grand ole time has always been “We should go into business together. We’ll do (fill in the blank here), and we’ll call our business Two Sisters ________!” Never have come up with something that we would actually do to make us any money, or even something we would want to do more than one time . Once it was “yard work”, another time “moving”… you get the idea. The one thing, though, that we do well together is travel – well, mostly! The saga begins almost a year ago……

05-26-2004	#5 (permalink)
Trish life=playa Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Round Rock, Texas Posts: 591	pre-planning party I think it all started last summer while Tyra & I were sitting with a bunch of our family at our Mothers-Daughters-Sisters-Cousins family reunion (that’s right, a reunion for just the “wimmin folk”). When that began many moons ago, it was a large group – not a group of large women, just a lot of them - almost like a herd but without the bulls & steers – but has since dwindled down to more like a small gaggle. So everyone is talking at once & waving their beers and cigarettes in the air, trying to decide who’d be in charge of planning the trip for 2004, how we’d do it differently next time so that the person in charge didn’t get screwed out of any money , and just where it was we’d all meet up for the next one. Tyra got all attention directed at her by screaming “I KNOW JUST THE PLACE! AND I’LL PLAN IT!!!”. Everyone went silent. Well, as silent as that group can ever get and still be awake. And she started telling some of her tales from the wonderful place called Playa del Carmen. A few hours later, everyone was in agreement that Playa would be the place to go, and we even decided to open it up to the men in the family. Tyra graciously offered to start the planning the next week. All promised to go (yeah, right – we had heard that one before). Never one to procrastinate, Tyra really did start planning the trip the next week……

05-27-2004	#8 (permalink)
Trish life=playa Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Round Rock, Texas Posts: 591	Will we ever get to Playa? (Thursday 05-13-04) Tyra performed her planning magic . Only a few minor glitches along the way, although no deal-breakers. My hat’s off to her for all her hard work, although I think she’s probably marked “travel agent” off her what-I-want-to-be-when-I-grow-up list . You know its got to be tough to wrangle 13 people off to Playa! Anyway, all the rooms were booked, flight arrangements made 2 months in advance. Of course, flight times changed for both airlines that the 4 of us from Austin had reservations on. I quickly learned that airline carriers don’t always play together well, resulting in my purchase of some one-way tickets on yet another carrier to get us to DFW with time to spare for the flight then to Cancun. The events of that morning I would actually rather forget; its a story for another time… oversleeping, scolded by ticket agents, held flights, trying to rush through security (you just can’t hurry those guys!), missed flights, back through security, etc. All said & done, we finally met up with Tyra and the rest of the clan in DFW, only to find out that the flight to Cancun didn’t get off the ground until an hour after it was scheduled, so the disasters of the morning were all for naught ! Oh, well, we were on our way to Playa, no more worries! The arrival in Cancun was uneventful, until Tyra started off the plane across the tarmac at a very quick pace to the dreaded “red light” area; she was a woman on a mission. I was beginning to think that she had had enough of everyone already and she was leaving us to fend for ourselves, when it dawned on me that it was all part of her grand plan. Get all 13 of us spread out, and we’d be more likely to make it through without hitting red! Good thinking, Tyra, it worked! All people & luggage were haphazardly thrown in 2 vans for the transport to Playa. Oops, we were one person short! Seems that one of the cousin’s boyfriend was also going to meet us in Cancun… sometime. Nobody seemed to know, though, what time, which airline or flight number, or even if he made it to the airport to catch his flight . We were able to glean that he didn’t even know the name of the hotels. Great! More vacation time spent with both vans taking scenic tours of the 2 Cancun terminals. Don’t know how, but he was finally located. (I think that Tyra will require him to be equipped with GPS if we do this again!) We were on our way down the road, stopping at Puerto Morelos for the all-time stress reliever – beer – and made it to our home away from home. Tyra had booked 2 apartments at Chichan Baal Kah for she & I and my daughter & son in law & a friend of theirs, and 2 condos at Villa Sacbe for the rest of the group. Unloading all the people and baggage at the two places kinda reminded me of the Keystone Cops. Everyone somewhat settles in, Tyra takes a few on a field trip to the grocery store, and we all decide we’re hungry. Walked the few steps down the street from Villa Sacbe to La Siesta. The big mistake of the evening was 11 of us sitting down at one long table! Beer & tequila shots were coming from the bar faster than anyone could count. Food was ordered, and more beer while we waited. It wasn’t long before I was wishing we had sat at separate tables – some of the clan were acting like tourists! Getting the bill and everyone throwing out money was pretty much a cluster… cross words were spoken ... not a pretty site. Everyone stumbled back to their own corners for some sleep. Hopefully some rest, and the next morning we’d all feel like family again.

05-30-2004	#13 (permalink)
Trish life=playa Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Round Rock, Texas Posts: 591	Friday 05-14-04 We all woke up with a bit of an emotional hangover :o , but at least the sun was shining, and the coffee tasted sooooo good. About half the group had scheduled a fishing trip for that morning, and Tyra & I hoped the group woke up in time to catch their transportation. After a quick breakfast snack of chocolate sugar wafers, she loaded up her backpack to go check on them, and then was off to run a few errands – look up a friend or two, check her email to make sure her puppies were OK. I lathered myself with sunscreen and wiggled into my bathing suit to go to the beach with Manda & Aaron (my daughter & son in law), & Tina (my adopted daughter for the trip – remember, this was family). We ended up at the Tukan beach club and settled in on some chairs. A gorgeous day, we were in awe of everything around us. You don’t see this kind of scenery on the Texas Gulf Coast !! The mojitos were going down easily, and it was wonderful to have to do nothing but lounge on the beach. Life is good! Mid-afternoon, here comes Tyra with the crew in tow. Once again we’re all together - talkin’, laughin’, & drinkin’. There’s nothing quite like a group of Texans, all with roots from a small town in West Texas, if you know what I mean! The fishing group relays their tale of woe. Not a fish one was caught, and seems like our straggler from the airport spent his hours hanging over the side of the boat. “Looking to see the fish down below,” he said. But I think we all know the true reason! Still a few hours away, we made plans to meet up for happy hour at Espadas later in the evening, and decide …what to do for dinner . That left plenty of time to clean up, take a stroll down 5th for a little bit of shopping, and generally just soak up the atmosphere known as Playa del Carmen. It seemed to be well known to the shopkeepers that we were from Texas before we even walked in. I kept looking to see if anyone was wearing a t-shirt that proclaimed such, but after I stayed outside one of the shops to enjoy the breeze for just a little while longer and hearing the voices of the group inside, I realized that while you may take the girls out of Texas, you just can’t take the Texas out of the girls! Guess it was that West Texas twang coming out! Happy hour at Espadas and the entire group showed up. We all decided that was a good place to eat – the Brazilian steaks sounded wonderful and the prices were extremely reasonable. I think that the waiters must have been friends of the people from La Siesta, because not only did they split us up into 2 tables, but even offered to give us separate checks before we asked! Wow! Worked great. Dinner was an exceptional experience! All the different meats sliced right to your plate off of long swords. The service was great, and we all left with full tummies! After a few more adult beverages at the swing bar across the street, a little more wandering and shopping, the night was declared a success.

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05-26-2004	#2 (permalink)
Tyramania life=playa Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Playa Del Carmen ! Posts: 785	Careful now, Trish....We've both got years of ammunition to throw out there. I give you the same warning I gave sctx....don't be firing the first shot Actually, I'm looking forward to reading your trip report.... - Tyra (the younger one)

05-27-2004	#9 (permalink)
Critter añejo Join Date: Aug 2002 Location: Cerca de Washington DC Posts: 3,343	This is going to get good!!!

05-28-2004	#10 (permalink)
mckinzie lightweight Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: Highland Village,Tx (Kinz Standard Time) Posts: 13,551	Trish, surely thats not all you have to offer when it comes to trip reporting. I have an excuse I have amnesia

05-30-2004	#12 (permalink)
cuffedlinks añejo Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: The City of Presidents Posts: 16,003	It sounds as if there may be a need for 2 trip reports and then perhaps a congress, if you will, to glean from each report the final TR for posterity's sake... Isn't it a rather interesting thing that between 2 people who shared similar experiences in such close proximity, can have such DIVERGENT claims on reality?

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