Pardon me if I go all Sophia Petrillo on you.
Picture it, 1988, Ocean City, New Jersey. I’m two years out of college and I’m ready to take my first vacation on my own. Something where I fly somewhere. I’m unattached, so this is a solo adventure.
I think, I keep hearing about Cancun, a fairly new resort that was built because its beaches were considered really beautiful! No matter I’m living in a beach community at that moment, and never visit the beach. The 23-year-old ’80-guy me can’t [Read more…]