I have to say that being away from the mundanities of daily life was inspiring. The resort we stayed in – Pueblo Bonito Emerald Bay – was exactly what we needed. Quiet. No drunken loogans or noisy parties. No schlocky evening shows put on by bored failed fine arts students. Every mourning, we’d get up without an alarm clock (one of the benefits of retirement), wander down to the pool, pick up our beach towels and drape them over our chairs and sit down for a lovely breakfast at the Bistro. Then we’d repair to our little gazebo and spend the day lolling in the shade, listening to the soothing shush of ocean waves against a backdrop of muted R&B and music that reminded…

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