Everyone should write a daily diary while at Hedo for obvious reasons - rum kills brain cells. Its only been a month and there is so much that we dont remember. It must be a natural defense mechanism against DIF.
Each year we say that there is no way to top the last trip, so why bother going. Each year we are surprised that it just keeps getting better. One measure of a good trip to Hedo, has always been how long it takes for Patty to loose her voice from laughing; less than two days on this trip (another new record). At some point, it has got to stop getting better or she will loose her voice before we leave home and then there wont be any reason to go. Yeah, right. To everyones dismay, though, Patty remembered to bring her whistle just for the occasion.
In order to survive a trip to Hedo we have to establish a routine. Without it, we would wander aimlessly in a daze. It takes us a couple days to find our routine at Hedo, and especially, to figure out that our routine must include a nap. Naps are tough, because like little kids, we are afraid that we are going to miss something. But, in order to enjoy the full day that Hedo has to offer, they are necessary. The routine we finally settled on was to arise at 8am, have breakfast, float in the bay for a couple hours, move to the pool & bar, play beach games at noon, more drinking and games in the pool, nude water slide at 3pm, then nap, awake and have sex, go to dinner, have a few drinks at the piano bar, more drinks at the hot tub or pool, nude night-water slide, more drinks at the hot tub or pool, then go to bed between 1-2 am for more sex whew!!! Of course, the best part is that all moments of our routine (except the nap and sex) were spent with a great group of friends. I still cant figure out how a routine like this can leave us so exhausted by the end of the day.
Theme nights are a great part of the WWW group. We really enjoy shopping for and getting dressed up on theme nights. Hedo is a place where we can get dressed down and get a little stupid. Yeah, I know a big guy like me wearing a g-string is stupid, but Patty makes me do it, ok! Dressing up is also a learning experience -you should not put suspenders on a g-string (a piece of clothing already designed to go up your ass without assistance).
Id recommend people bring a tape recorder to Hedo if water wouldnt destroy it. Drinking in the sun has a strange way of affecting what people say. Or, maybe it just the way we hear it. The following may not seem so strange or funny to most, but to those who were there at the time - well, you know
About the third day, Patty said, Im turning into a real slush Sylvia finally clarified that she meant a slutty lush.
While telling us about starting a family, Jody says, I found that it is really hard to get pregnant in the back of a Chevy. With a stunned look, her husband Dave replies, What - I never owned a Chevy.
While watching the men in motion contest, Jody says, Why is he wearing a strap-on, did his die?
When Jody was excessively drunk at Pastafaris and Dave was getting a little concerned, it was amazing that everyone continually came to Dave to report, Dave, Jody is OK. Little did Dave know that when Jody went to get her salad, she went around to all the tables and asked them to say that to Dave.
When Dave was excessively drunk at Daves Piano Bar and Jody was getting a little concerned, it was amazing that everyone continually came to Jody to report, Jody, Dave is OK.
At the most appropriate moment in the grotto, while three couples are having sex, Sylvia yells SWITCH!!! Well, have you ever seen startled deer eyes caught in a pair of headlights? Everyone froze while they tried to figure out what she was implying, including her husband. Of course, her definition was different than the rest - she simply meant her and her husband were supposed to switch position. We were later informed by more knowledgeable people that Swap is where guys go to other women, switch is were women go to women and guys go to guys, and what she meant is simply deemed changing positions. I dont thing Sylvia ever caught-on to this concept since she kept yelling switch at the wrong time (or maybe she really did catch-on). Regardless, at least try SWAP next time, Sylvia!!!
At one point or another in a trip to Hedo, everyone is heard saying, Ive (or weve) never done that before. Of course that always follows a few hours after they say, Im going to be good today.
If you ever see one woman in the pool turning her head to talk to her self, and blabbering, Yes, I amNo, Im not..Yes, I am!!! That would be Sylvia/Cybil talking to herself. Of course, we found out later that this was just an act so that she could do things that her husband, Mac, didnt approve of and get away with it. Macs theory was that Cybil told Patty what she wanted to do, so that Patty could tell Sylvia, then Sylvia would do it and say that she only did it because Patty told her to. Now, if you can follow that, you obviously need a drink.
Hedo is full of memorable moments. Just a few from this trip are:
Patty putting a piece of jerk chicken in Matts mouth and then saying, Tastes just like chicken, doesnt it. Then watching the look on Matts face as he realizes he doesnt know what he just allowed Patty to put in his mouth.
Remembering what day it was based on the daily flavor for body shots. We had rasberry marshmallow fluff day, chocolate syrup day, tequila shot with the lime in her coconut (muff) day, rum cream day, whipped-cream day, and just give me anything so I can lick and suck some more day.
Seven women on Daves piano during Piece by Piece while I watched in fear as the piano top bowed to its breaking point. Great show, though, ladies!!!
Celebrating our 23rd anniversary dinner without Patty.
Wendy finally being able to explain properly to me what a Swan Puff is. I love em!!!
Johns smile while he just kept shaking his head in amazement and muttering something that sounded like, This is just the greatest place Ive ever been
Patty doing things that I could have never have imagined, like snake charming (on more than one occasion), doing Piece by Piece on Daves piano (on more than one occasion), and having sex in the Grotto (unfortunately, only on one occasion).
What happens to Georgette when she gets high or should I say, what happens to Gary when Georgette gets high. No wonder Gary never made it diving like he promised he would do every day; he was too worn out.
Paul standing at the front of the catamaran in a down-poor like a hardened sailor a guy with a Ph.D???
Mike jumping from the cliff what on earth were you thinking???
Patty and Mary dancing and making a scene in front of the dining room stage while, unbeknownst to them, a really sweet guy was trying to sing a love song to his bride-to-be the night before their wedding.
Performing shows in front of the disco window from inside the prude pool. Only to find out that the windows have been polished and you can see through them really clearly now.
Four naked women chasing two prude guys off the resort grounds before they lost their pants.
Letting Patty give me a blow-job, while unaware that she was sucking on a mint to sooth her sore throat. It was good for awhile, but thenouch..ouch..ouch..why is it burning???
Finding out Dave likes nipple play.
Getting a phone call from home informing us that Pattys sister was diagnosed with a medical disease that had a low mortality rate, then living through an afternoon of trauma and misery before finding out that the diagnosis came from one of her insane sisters personal research on the internet; not from any doctor. We later found out that the diagnosis was completely bogus surprise!!! So, who put phones in the rooms, anyway??? And, now they want to add T.V.s???
I couldnt imagine going to Hedo without the WWW group. It is, by far, the greatest group of people on earth; so easy going, so friendly, so fun; so crazy. We met so many great people on this trip, that we cant mention them all. We enjoyed spending time with so many people in the bay, pool, beach, and elsewhere. Thank you David & Tracey for the name beads these were a real blessing for someone like me who normally cant remember a name five minutes after I meet them. Thank you Georgette for the name beads for the cocks. They really kept Patty in line when she went diving. We also have to give special thanks to those who spent so much time with us at the corner table of the pool and made this trip so memorable for us - all our love to Mac & Sylvia, Paul & Mary, Mike & Wendy, John & Laura, Gary & Georgette, Steve & Leland, Dave & Jody, Matt & Dee, Mike & Kathy, Richard & Jackey, Mike & Shellee, Danimal, and of course, Denny. Denny, many more thanks go to you for arranging these trips.
Hedo Hugs to all,