Birthday Bliss

Today is Marci’s 50th birthday.  Three years ago we were on top of a mountain in Glenwood Springs - and two days later she had a stroke.  The doctors say it was a freak event, an injury as opposed to the more typical variety involving blood clots in the brain.  She literally turned her head too fast and bisected her vertebral artery (in the back of her neck).  Luckily, we were six minutes from a Level 1 trauma center (Denver Health Medical Center) and the TPA (Tissue Plasminogen Activator) they administered.  She is almost ‘normal’, suffering only from a slight limp, a teeny droopy eye (when she is tired), and unfortunately, chronic nerve pain in her right extremities.

If the stroke had happened on top of the mountain.....

Anyway, here we are.  In Mexico.  Soaking up sun and sipping high end tequila in an amazing location.  It does give you an appreciation for the fleeting nature of life.

I woke up in time to see the sun paint a rose color on the beach and Marci followed a bit later.  We embraced the day slowly, as one should on a birthday of this magnitude. And then we went to La Roca for breakfast.

Wow.  Poached eggs in Chile verde, French toast with creamy butter, chicken breast soaking in a creamed spinach sauce, and tangy bloody Mary’s.  The bite of bitter coffee and the sweet tang of fresh squeezed orange juice were a perfect accompaniment to the sweet bites ending the first meal of the day.

We had a lot of fun taking the pictures and guests around us think we are travel writers...