The people who work at this resort really like me and N. I think that’s because we are polite, always happy about everything, treat the workers with respect, and don’t condescend. Also, I’m a Spanish-speaker.
To show their appreciation, the workers decided to give us a romantic surprise. Of course, the butler asked me in advance if we wanted the surprise (imagine organizing something romantic for a couple that is in the midst of a fight, for instance), so it wasn’t really a surprise for me.
The romantic surprise consisted of a drawn jacuzzi with mountains of foam, champagne, candles, flowers everywhere in the room, and beautiful decorations. I will post a photo when I get normal Internet access.
Since N doesn’t speak Spanish, he didn’t understand what the butler was saying to me. I told him there would be a romantic surprise, but I didn’t say what it was. For some reason, N decided that the surprise would consist of a mariachi band that he thought I invited to our room. I’m still puzzled as to why he thought that my idea of romance is to have 3 men in huge hats in our hotel room. He is not a hugely sociable person, to put it very mildly, so he spent the entire evening haunted by the fear of having to interact with people for romantic purposes.
P.S. The fear of a mariachi band was not completely unfounded. Such a band performs in restaurants at this resort.
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Sounds like quite the surprise. Next year, I’m learning Spanish.
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