Scott and I on the beach. See my magic bracelet? LOVE all-inclusive resorts!
We’ve all arrived safely in the Dominican Republic, and are totally taking advantage of the “all inclusive” spirit of Club Med Punta Cana. This place is simply heaven, as I’m sitting here at the outdoor bar, sipping Passionfruit Caipirinha and gazing longingly at the sparkling turquoise blue sea with streaks of pure white crashing waves.
And yeah, there’s something in it for you too, my dear friends. I’ll bring back a few things from here to give away and end of Feburary I’m hosting a Blogger’s Bash in the Bahamas at Club Med Columbus Isle where I’m treating 7 of my favorite blogger friends and their mates to come with me to have some fun. So far, I’ve got 6 of them confirmed – Matt, Elise, Deb, David, Pim and Diane…and I’m going to spoil the crap out of them! (they may not want to come back home after our week)
And I’m trying to convince my sister-in-blog, RasaMalaysia to go. [Someone please tell her she's OUTTA HER MIND if she says no!] I’ll tell you more details about the Blogger’s Bash in the Bahamas if you are interested in going – I think Club Med is going to give you guys some discounts if you want to hang out with us.
No freaks or stalkers, please.
Barbeque lunch on the beach – steak marinated in rock salt and beer.
So, anyways, we arrived here last night in Punta Cana and I got to hang out with Peter Greenberg of the Today Show. We were supposed to be broadcasting live from the resort and record a segment for his radio show, but had to nix that plan since we had some technical difficulties with the lines.
Grilled pineapple and grilled steak
We’ve rescheduled my segment to Saturday instead – and it will be recorded to be aired on December 27th. He’s a great guy, though I’ve yet to see the man in shorts and toes in the sand – he’s still in his slacks and button down shirt even today when it’s super beautiful. But I guess since he’s flying out to San Francisco in a couple of hours, it would be sort of silly for him to show up in swim trunks and flip flops at the chilly SF airport.
In the meantime, I’m totally writing a letter to Buddha just to make sure that wherever I end up after my last day as Jaden the Obnoxious, that Passionfruit Caipirinhas are served (and that this guy is serving it.)
His name is “Luscious” I’ve had 3 Passionfruit Caipirinhas already.
EDIT: Yay for Luscious. Nay for banana thong. PHOTO FAIL.