Operation Honeymoon Part II: The Good Life

Food poisoning is not fun. EVER. But guess who got a surprise visit from the upchuck fairy last night? That's right... this girl. I went to bed feeling weird... but figured i was just tired. Or that i was woozy from the delicious new marshmellow vodka chocolate milk mixed cocktail D & I invented last night. Upon waking up at 4:30 am I had that  feeling in the pit of my stomach... you all know  what I'm talking about. I suppose now is a good time to bring up the fact that I abhor throwing up. And will do almost anything to avoid it at all costs. So at this point in the morning, I know full well what's going down in my near future and I'm trying to get up the guts to go through with it. Finally I can't take it any longer and make my way down the hallway to the room of doom. D & I ate salads for dinner last night from the commissary. You know the self serve ones that you're charged for by the lb with spinach and broccoli and carrots and cucumber... One word: GROSS. Although you'll be happy to know that the salads were not the culprit. Paula & I were hanging out yesterday and had a ridiculous craving for Popeye's. The Air Force closed the one on Ramstein (the base D works at) so we had to drive to Vogulweh. I will say this... while I was eating my popcorn shrimp with redbeans and rice... it was bliss. pure unadulterated bliss. I've gotten food poisoning from popcorn shrimp before, so I'm almost positive that was the miscreant. Downside? Today has been rough.... Really rough... Positive Flipside? I now have zero desire to eat fast food for a LONG time. Surely there's a better way to curb the craving that this....

 **Please pardon the disgusting references in today's excitement. I felt this could  be potentially  entertaining to many of my readers... although I realize that it could gross the majority of you out. My sincerest apologies to those of you with weak stomachs.** 

I know i've been slacking on giving you guys honeymoon photos... So here's the next phase... A typical day in the wondrous life of being on vacation in Greece. Our days consisted of lots of beach time, sometimes frisbee, lots of reading, diving lessons from my husband, lots of fun beachy drinks, and food. Our days strangely revolved around what time we would eat as breakfast and dinner were only offered at certain times. So first up, here are the photos of our resort.

The main invisiline pool that looks onto the med. LOVE!

Where we would sit for after dinner drinks and cigars on the patio.

This is part of the main building. This section of rooms have marina views instead of sea views.

D was awesome and let me get a facial at the spa while we were there. It was some vitamin C injection thing... OMG. Best facial I have ever had. The girl cracked me up though, she's like "You should come back for one of these everyday while you're here" and all I was thinking was "If I had a million dollars...."

They served me ginger lemon tea after it was all over. Turns out it's the same tea my father has been making me for years! (Yay Dad!) but they served it cold... which was interestingly fantastic! Definite felt proud of my Papa and missed him dearly all in the same moment. 

Then of course I had to post our beachtime pics. There are more, but these were at the beginning. We had a blast in the water. It's so freaking clear!!! If you stood still long enough the fish would come right up to you and nip at your feet. Completely scared me half to death the first time it happened.

He's such a goof, but I love him!

Then of course there is the epic slicing of the leg incident. Note to all of you, when the battle comes between your skin and a boulder on the beach? BOULDERS WIN. every time. hands down, no questions asked. I really wanted to get up on the rocks to take a panorama of our view without the swimmers per say... So Dana of course, having swimming shoes was able to walk along the rocks comfortably... I however, was not... so I swam up to the rocks and he helped me find a place to step up. I believe it was the phrase "swim over here and swing your legs around this rock" that brought forth the impending onslaught of blood streaming down my leg. To D's credit, that's exactly what I needed to do... To my own detriment, that is NOT what happened. I cut the angle too close and the sharp rock sliced into my leg near my knee. I didn't even really notice it when D pulled me onto the rocks... nor was I aware while taking a panorama for 5 minutes. It wasn't until my husband noticed the pool of blood at my feet that he got nervous and told me we should go ashore and have it looked at. D was adamant about this. I was not. I didn't understand what the big deal was. I wasn't in any pain... and yes, there was a great deal of blood, but it didn't feel urgent, so why should I go all damsel in distress-like to shore to clean what is probably a superficial wound? In the end, he won out due to his unrelenting insistence. But I was fine. and the cut indeed looked worse than it was. phew! All that is to say, I will NEVER make fun of my husbands water shoes again. They are not any of the following: nerdy, stupid, unfashionable, nerdy, awkward, weird, and did i mention nerdy? No... these shoes are genius. and I want a pair A-SAP.

The weather was absolutely beautiful every day we were there. I was in shock after being privy to rain at least once every day. This is the first time I have seen these photos in a month and I want to go back tomorrow!!!! *sigh* Well, that's all for the honeymoon update today. I'll do my utmost to finish posting the pics this month.

Hope everyone is having a wonderful thursday! 1 more day till the weekend!!! Love and miss you all....