Hello Friendsss,
This is the better of the two writers (Sean) here to tell you about the day Lia and I spent at the beach. When I say day, we went for about an hour and I still managed to get burned. That is what happens when a Brazilian princess marries a humble albino genius bodybuilder. Sunburns will have to just be part of the rest of my life. I have come to terms with that though, because Lia is a legitimately happier person when tan.
Here are some fun pictures we took with Lia's phone as we walked out of the building, crossed the street and had to walk through that park that Lia sees as just another barrier between her and the place where it is socially acceptable to be almost naked and lay around all day doing nothing. Not the kind of doing nothing where you are thinking about deep concepts or being introspective, but the kind of doing nothing that would fool a doctor into thinking you were in a coma.
The Journey begins!
Lia posing on the corner with our building in the background. This is the true test of patience on our journey. It can sometimes take up to 2 whole minutes for the light to change. Lia also tries to convince me to jaywalk, but I am too young to be run over by a rolls royce. Maybe a lamborghini though...
The next obstacle on our way to hot sand and refreshing water is what I like to call the forbidden forest. This complex, dense jungle of palm trees is an easy place to get lost if you get easily distracted by expensive name brand strollers. Lia is already trying to convince me that our children need a bugaboo. Apparently they get great gas mileage and have done well in the crash tests.
If you make it through the intense Condo security, across the big scary road and through the forbidden forest park, this is the prize that awaits! Hundreds of half naked foreign people rolling around in a bunch of sand.
If you are impressed by awesome buildings, the trip may well be worth it. Sunny Isles Beach has more high rise buildings than the entire state of North Dakota which give it a pretty impressive sky line. Just don't be within havaiana (for all you gringos, those are sandals) throwing distance of Lia when the sun gets a little lower in the sky around 5 or 6 and the buildings cast shadows on the beach. Not a pretty site.
So yeh, we walked to the beach, slow roasted for 40 minutes the went swimming for a half hour before heading back across the street to meet Lia's mom who had driven up to visit. We live about 45-60 minutes north of all of the old people that birthed us.
Before we left, we made sure to make fun of the life guard a good bit. You have to really love yourself to be on a big wooden stage in the middle of hundreds of people and start doing leg lifts. But hey, I am not one to judge a grown man doing Jillian Michaels workouts in public. I happen to own one or two of her DVDs myself.
Once we got all the way back through the forest and across the great street, Lia proceeded to shower and go to bed while I chatted with Sly-Dawg (Lia's gangster mother) about how children should play sports because it prevents them from being pansy little pot heads. There is a lot of wisdom to be found in the older generation, you just have to get it out of them before they go to bed at 6pm. Also, Lia goes to bed in the middle of the afternoon because she works nights, not because she is old.. even though she is quite a bit older than me. Cougar comments are welcome and appreciated.
And that is the first Day in the Life for Lia and Sean. Hopefully you now have a better idea of what it is like to be a night nurse's husband living in a place where most people can only vacation. Stay tuned for Lia to tell you about the optimal burping procedures for pre-mature babies between 26 and 28 weeks old.
Go Dores!
Sean
