Ahh, it is bliss.
My parents and Darren and Katie enjoyed Michael Jackson on Christmas Eve night. That was a hoot. So fun to see. CJ and I took advantage one day of the beach front massage tent. Ahh, pure heaven. Laying on a table, with the beach sounds in the air, the waves crashing, the breeze blowing and a massage worker working out all the knots and kinks from your travels and hard bedding (oh yeah, the beds? hard as rocks at every resort we've been to so far! LOL). There was also a Starbucks right across the street at the marketplace, which many people delighted in visiting ( ahh, I got to experience my favorite Chai tea lattes!)