Tonight, Ken and I ate a wonderful dinner at the Zen restaurant, in the Hard Rock Hotel, in Cancun. The food was light with small portions so we tried a variety of different Asian food. The resort is all inclusive, so you can go to any of the five excellent restaurants, eat and drink until you are full, then walk out and say thank you. It is a nice treat.
The journey today was uneventful, but a flight always makes you tired. I am not sure why. The airport scene with customs and immigration was quick, which surprised us, and the shuttle to the hotel was ready, so all in all, our day of travel was as good as it gets.
When you travel, you see funny scenes. While we were eating last evening at the Bistro, a group came around the corner to go out for dinner. Six people passed the desk as I watched. Then a lady, the mother of the group, reached behind her to the right, and got a firm grip on the young man, who was walking beside her, but a half step behind. I watched the whole scene. The young man looked startled as the mother must have gotten a firm grip of his arm. Finally, the lady turned to the young man, only to discover that the young man that she was holding in a vice grip was not her son. The look on her face was priceless. She apologized and the young man just laughed. Finally, the real son appeared. I wished I had a video camera. It happened quickly, but the scene was very funny. It is the small scenes that make travel worthwhile.
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