The world we live in

Earlier today I had the pleasure of seeing a post on Facebook that got me thinking.  A lot.  There's no denying it, the world has changed and we are the reason why.  A lot of the changes have been beneficial, but I'm going to hazard to say a lot of the changes have also been detrimental.

In North America, we have always been known to be a society that is more individualistic, less community-oriented.  This saddens me.  People in you life- friends and family- always say that they'll be there for you if you need them and hell, you say the same for them.  At the end of the day though, it's all about me, myself and I.  It's like that for all of us.  I wish it were different.

The other day, I was sitting in a coffee shop with a friend and I saw that everyone was on their phone, computer or iPad.  This didn't surprise me.  What surprised me was that these people were all with other people- friends, family or colleagues, but no one was talking to one another.

I've come to realize what a slave to technology I have been.  I'm going to revert, try a bit of a simpler existence, an experiment.  What's the point in viewing life through a filter?  Keeping in contact and knowing what my friends are doing via their FB, Twitter, and Instagram updates?  If these people are as important to me as I like to think and that I am to them, why can't we pick up the phone or meet for coffee for 30 minutes or grab a beer to watch the game?

So here's to my experiment.  Here's to not checking my phone when I'm in the presence of other people.  Here's to experiencing life again.  Here's to what my life was like before I was constantly plugged in.  I have a feeling it's going to be amazing.  I'll let you know how it goes.  

As for that video I saw on FB, I'll attach it here, it's worth a look.  Why miss out on life and the experience?  Like the author states, life is finite.  No regrets.

https://www.facebook.com/jenn.forlin/posts/10154155830805226

Señor! Dos piña coladas!

Otra vez, Otra vez!

The week can't be almost over.  Simple as that.  Been poolside for 6 hours now.  In and out of the water.  This is heaven.  I'm going to miss Mexico.

I haven't been out and about this trip,  but that has suited me just fine.  Usually my adventurous nature means that I have a very different kind of vacation.  I actually made it a goal from the start of this trip that I was going to relax- drink, suntan and do absolutely nothing.

Benjamin, my stunning waiter, just asked me if I wanted 2 more.  He said sure, so I guess I'm having dos more piña coladas. While in Rome! Err, I mean Mexico.

I'm going to miss this.  I said that already, but honestly, I am not looking forward to work on Monday. Maybe that says something.  Maybe it's time to address what I want to do.  Figure out who I want to be when I grow up.  If only I could transplant to Mexico.  I know I can to Europe.  Maybe it's time to look at those options.  Espana?  Italia?  I could always lease my condo fully furnished.

Dammit the travel, gypsy bug is back.  But alas, here are my bevies and my friends at the pool bar are calling with tequila.  Looks like it's gonna be one of those days and nights.  Otra vez, otra vez!

Take a selfie

Selfies.  I'm guilty of them.  Who the h isn't?  Here I am sitting poolside in Mehico, sipping a piña colada that is made with tequila for some ungodly reason and lo and behold, what do I see in the pool?  A señorita taking a selfie.  Wtf.  Let's be honest, she's probably a local and who's to say if I weren't back home that I wouldn't be selfie-ing it up?

At least while I've been on vacation I've managed for the most part to stay off my phone.  Granted I'm typing this in my notes now.  I've made the drunk texts to some friends, babbled about grandma Ruby to gfs who have had the pleasure of meeting her, and snap chatted because this is the world we live in.

I'm beginning to wonder if maybe the only reason I'm not taking the famed selfies is because of my glorious sunburn.  At least I haven't fallen on any turtles.

Look!  It's a selfie!