Surely I had to do something now that every morning is below freezing (30 deg F).

Looking forward to some sun, sand and water.

13th international trip for me this year, 10th for her. Totally glad that we got the Global Entry done last year.

I think our Delta pilot might want to apply!!

Today, I understand he is getting married!

Shaan, here is wishing you and Anya the very best life can offer you two!!

Someday, I need to sit with Anya and tell her that pig story!!!

Later, I realized it was my wife

The picture above is Keya – groom’s sister – (one in dark pink, curly hair) with us in Switzerland circa 2003.

The one below is she with us in Cancun yesterday!

You could have knocked me off with a feather if you told me these are, indeed, the same girl !!

That be the groom’s dad!

Our photo posing was so bad those days that you can be excused for thinking we were not very happy with each other those days!! Nothing can be further from the truth!!

… I have to pick up some cotton, short-sleeve shirts (like I used to wear in India). Some of my favorite shirts were from a village about 165 km away – called Valladolid. This time, instead of going there, checked out the local markets – Mercado 23 and Mercado 28 with some of my old i2 friends. When it came to comfortable shirts, the local markets did not disappoint.

Usually the blue skies merge into the blue ocean waters. Today it is the grey skies meeting the grey waters. Check out the wind speed form the palm tree leaves.

The last time I ran in Cancun it was 95 degrees with the merciless sun beating upon me at noon. It was while resting under the shade of a tree that day that I ran into my friend from engineering dorm – Girish!!

This time, I went out for a run in mind blowing rains. Stopped under a tree a couple of times but did not see Girish anywhere…

This, after finishing my run in the rains. Two property buses stopped to enquire if I needed a lift. I declined, of course. Running in the rains in mid eighties temperature… very few feelings can beat that.

As I finally pulled up to the lobby area, everybody stepped aside lest I got them wet too.

At least, I lived up to my T-shirt. “Wine drinker with a running problem”