The clock went back today....... We were invited to The Hard Rock Hotel which is located less than five minutes from our hotel The Golden Parnassus 

09:45........ The sun was already beating down on us mere creatures. It's hard to believe that not so long ago (several hours ago to be exact) torrential rain was pounding its fierce fist against our balcony intent to keep us awake........ But now, now, it's just a distant memory

The front reception of the Hard Rock Hotel was very impressive indeed, a large version of inside of The Hard Rock Cafe....... Memorabilia of past and present Rock 'n' Roll stars were visibly displaced

We were enjoying the view until we realised that the invitation was merely a ploy for those grubby 'Timeshare' parasites........ Needless to say, we retreated immediately to the reception and exited out of there like ' Speedy Gonzales'

We made our way back to The Golden Parnassus and just before we got to the reception......

"Hello......can you help us?"

"Can you help us?"

Our gaze was directed to where the repetitive shriek was coming from, three floors above, to be exact

Standing outside their balcony were two middle aged women, waving their arms, trying to get our attention 

"We've locked ourselves out of our room!" Bellowed one

" Can you please kindly tell them at reception?" Asked the other

" Yes sure" replied DOS man

"What's your room number?"

"Three four two!" Came the reply

And sure enough, DOS man, like a knight in shining armour to the rescue of the damsels in distress, headed towards two staff at the reception

"Hola......... Just to report that there are two woman locked in their room"

A bemused look had settled on the faces of both staff

" Their room number is three four two and I believe they've locked themselves out"

"Gracias"

"No problem"

We then made our way to the breakfast room for a light breakfast

"You're our heroes!" 

I turned and there in front of me, stood one of the women, her hand gently touching my right arm

"Thank you very much, you were wholesome," 

Yep! They're American.........from the U.S of A

" You're welcome" I smiled

We're now relaxing on the beach soaking in the sun and enjoying one of Mother Nature's beautiful seas,'The  Mexican Caribbean Sea'

Every now and then, a waiter comes by

" Hola.......more Pinacolada/Sangria/Tequila etc.......

"Si, .......... Mango punch, Por favor

And that's how we spent several 'excruciating hours' being harassed by our waiter, soaking in the 'awful' sun, swimming in the 'terrible' three tone sea and playing volleyball on the 'disgusting' white beach 

This is really tough........ But somebody's got to endure it, and

 I guess it's US!

I instructed DOS man to take some photographs of me frolicking in the sea, initially posing with my red and white Nike sunglasses until the waves decided to hijack them....... 

And now........

I'm f****** p***** with Mother Nature

I am now one sunglasses short, my 'Playboy' white sunglasses is now alone.......the only thing to protect me from the sun rays!

We unanimously decided to dine at one of our sister's restaurant this evening, booked our shuttle and then chauffeur driven to The Great Parnassus.......just the two of us, DOS man and I