Transvestia
Acapulco, the lovely bay and the limpid blue Pacific, comes into view, all at the same time. If I see this view a hundred times more, I'll never tire of it, nor get over the large, large lump in my throat.
Within five minutes, we were backing the trailer into a space and hooking up the water, etc. The park holds about eighty trailers and there were five spaces in use. Now that's privacy for you. After getting
everything in order, we went to bed. I wanted to be up and out buying by 9:30 in the morning and it was 6 A.M. now. That would mean some very fast sleeping. I dreaded getting up because I would have to forgo wearing a skirt etc. for the next few days. I have quite a few Mexican friends and business acquaint- ences in Acapulco. My golf hat was again put to use. Of course, I could wear shorts the whole time, that helped a lot. I was terribly busy for the rest of the day, buying, buying and buying. By the time we got back to the trailer, we were all ready for bed, but naturally we didn't. Our time was all too short to spend it sleeping. I like Acapulco so much that I'd stay up twenty-four hours a day, if I could. About ten o'clock that night, I put on one of Jean's skirts and a sleeveless blouse, gold sandles and some makeup. We walked across the street from the trailer park and walked along the beautiful beach. Walking in the shallow water, holding up my skirt when a wave came in was marvelous. We walked at least four miles. Strange, but we all slept soundly that night.
The next morning was Sunday, most of the shops were closed, consequently, I didn't do any shopping. When we came back from church, Jean and John went to the market for the purpose of buying some fresh veg- etables. I decided to stay at the trailer and write a few cards and letters. I was sitting on a lawn chair writing to my wife about the trip and all the items I had purchased, when all of a sudden, I started to cry. I cried and cried. This was the first time I really had been by myself and hadn't realized what a wonderful, exciting time this was in my life. Never
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