On August 31st 2012, I woke up somewhere in Venice Beach after a massive 1st night back in LA. Feeling extremely shady and definitely still drunk, I somehow pulled my shit together- repacked my suitcase, booked a cab and got my ass to LAX where I met my sister April at check-in.
We flew down to Cabo San Lucas.
It was our first time in Mexico and hot damm was it hot as all fuck outside, oh me oh my it was glorious!
First stop on the shuttle from Cabo airport to our Resort began with the liquor store. It was mandatory to drink beer on the bus, without vacilación about bad stomach feelings from post night's alcoholism- I skulled that mofo down.
Hola vacaciones!
Our room with a Pacific view
April and I
Ok fish tacos
Security guards know how to party
He serenaded us
This guy with the pink shorts gave me a sweaty Lapdance. He came out of no where then Hello! You're on my lap. Eww
The Playa Grande Resort in Los Cabos, amazing.
