Here I am on a 7 day Mexican Riviera cruise and so far I’m liking the life of cruising. I’m hanging out by the hot tubs, watching dolphins on the Lido deck while Nicholas works.
Then every night I get to find out what towel animal it is the attendant have decided to make to keep me company. I’m cuter.
They even have hot cocoa on tap 24 / 7. I’m seriously considering becoming a professional cruise mascot.
Real cocoa.
That’s right, this bear knows how to sniff out his cocoa stash as well.
I can be a pretty non-discriminating bear.
Give me chocolate-covered alfajores? I’ll take them.
On the drive back to the airport we made one last stop and pulled over at Aha Hanga.
I couldn’t resist. These statues were resting the way I like to nap.
Actually though, by 1722, this is the condition in which all the moai on the island were found — face down.
Once seen as a sign of prosperity and an hommage to ancestors, the twilight years saw a thriving civilization descend into inter-tribal warfare, starvation and cannibalism. The moai were now a poor reminder of those past times. So down they went. By the 1680s, the last of the chiefs and priests were overthrown by the military and the Birdman era began — with its corresponding craziness.
And with that, I am content to going back to my cocoa sipping chocolate eating gaming ways. Easter Island, it’s been a peach. Or should I say chocolate-covered peach? Time to go back home Nicholas!