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BABY MOON✩༶‧˚

GENRE + T/W: sfw, fluff. body insecurities. suggestive comments. WORD COUNT: 4.4k words. TAGS: satoru gojo x fem!oc, dadtobe!gojo, pregnant!oc, lovesick!gojo, established couple.

SYNOPSIS: oc gojo girlfriend's brother surprises her and satoru with a trip to mexico so they can spend time together before baby gojo arrives. (this fic happens in the middle of ‘milestones’, click to read here) AUTHOR'S NOTE: i did some research on puerto vallarta and i'm on my reggaeton kick lately lol did y’all catch the bleach inspiration about the sun? *cries* i love isshin and masaki. ugh. i'm obsessed with how in love oc gojo girlfriend and satoru are in this fic. REMINDER: if you want to imagine yourself in oc gojo girlfriend's character descriptions instead, please do!

“so what exactly does a couple even do on a baby moon?” satoru asked as he buttoned his dress shirt in the mirror, leaving four unbuttoned to expose his toned chest.

he wore a champagne silk button up with sleeves cuffed halfway up his forearm. tan cargo shorts decorated his long legs. his frosty white hair brushing the tip of his eyelashes, bright blue eyes dressed with gold sunglasses. he had just finished unpacking your luggage.

you laid on your side in the large hotel villa bed, tired from the long flight from japan to mexico. your flowy white maxi sundress splayed out on the linen sheets. your hair was put up in a bun. a bright yellow flower tucked behind your ear, given to you by the villa concierge upon checking in.

“according to google, couples go on baby moons to spend quality time together before the baby arrives.” you explained, “—once baby gojo arrives, all my attention will probably be on them.”

satoru turned to face you and frowned, “not even a little attention for good ol' satoru gojo?” he leaned onto the bed, hovering over you, encasing you between his strong arms.

you looked at him and caressed his cheek with the palm of your hand, “nope. you did this to yourself when you got me pregnant, sweetheart.” you sneered at him, knowing it wasn’t entirely his fault.

“i’m jealous.” he said while frowning, “—you hear that, baby gojo? you’re stealing all my lovin’.” he leaned down to loudly say to your stomach, his cheek pressed right against your 7 month pregnant belly. you laughed as you felt baby gojo shift away in your womb in reply to satoru’s comment.

“it was nice of your brother to pay for this vacation for us.” satoru mentioned as he laid beside you. his head was aligned right next to your belly. he liked to think that baby gojo enjoyed listening to him talk to you, so he always laid his head next to your belly in hopes that his unborn child could recognize his voice.

your brother, touya, had surprised you and satoru with an all-expenses-paid trip to puerto vallarta, mexico. touya said it would be a ‘nice, romantic’ getaway for the two of you. however, your vacation got off to a rough start as you experienced nausea throughout the flight. it was a 15 hour flight to get here, and you did not bring enough sour candy or gingersnaps to last for the entire flight. you spent a majority of the flight trying to sleep instead.

“i’ll have to thank him again. should we send him a picture?” you suggested. satoru pulled out his phone and snapped a very unflattering picture of you to send to your brother.

“done.” he reported.

“—i meant a decent looking picture of the both of us.” you glared at him. he ignored you and continued to send his text message to touya. throughout the years that you and satoru have been together, satoru gained a brother figure in touya. being an only child was lonely for satoru, so he made an effort to have a close bond with touya.

[6:17pm] satoru gojo sent an image

[6:17pm] satoru: your sister is having a great time lol she was sick during the entire flight so we're resting before dinner 😅

[6:18pm] touya (l/n) laughed at an image

[6:18pm] touya: glad to see she’s having fun 🙄 lol

[6:19pm] satoru: thanks again for the vacation bro. 👊🏼 (y/n) really needed that.

[6:19pm] touya: anytime. have fun and be safe. i guess it’s too late for me to tell you two to use protection 😂

[6:20pm] satoru gojo laughed at a message

and satoru was definitely not going to tell you about that text.

“should we go through the ‘what to expect’ app before dinner?” he suggested. it was his favorite thing to do with you since you got pregnant. he wanted to know everything about your pregnancy and how baby gojo was developing. you appreciated how involved satoru was throughout your entire pregnancy. you couldn't ask for a better partner or a better father for baby gojo.

you pat your hand around the bed to find your phone, opening up the app to read out loud, “at 27 weeks, baby gojo is the size of a head of lettuce, is about two pounds and more than a foot long. this is the end of the second trimester.”

your doctor had told you not to travel internationally past 28 weeks, so you and satoru planned this baby moon right before the start of your third trimester.

“your voice is music to baby gojo’s ears.” you continued reading.

satoru grumbled, “—same for me. except when you’re yelling at me.”

you glared at satoru as he smirked at you innocently. ignoring him, you continued to read, “don’t be surprised if you feel little jumps in your belly, your little one might have the case of hiccups.” your heart melted at the thought, “—that is so cute.”

satoru took your phone from you and read the recap for week 27, “at a glance, your baby can hear you, baby has hiccups, and they will be developing muscle tone from being active.”

“baby gojo is a little gymnast in there.” you said to satoru. you wondered if your baby got their habit of being unable to sit still from their father. baby gojo was always active at night too. whenever the students wanted to feel baby gojo kick during the day, they were always sleeping.

“your baby may recognize both you and your partner’s voices by now. so this may be a good time to read or sing to your baby—or tummy.” satoru looked at you with excitement, “—i told you baby gojo recognizes my voice. should i start singing to them too?”

you laughed, “since you’re not that bad of a singer… go ahead. sing me a song, mr. gojo.”

one of your favorite memories with satoru throughout all your years of knowing the insufferable man was the day you went on your very first mission with him. you weren't even dating at the time, but the memory meant so much to you. you shared your earphones with him during the subway ride to chiba and showed him all your favorite old school songs that you and your late father loved. (read 'sleeping with the enemy' here)

“i’ve got sunshineeee, on a cloudy day. when it’s cold outsiiiiide, i’ve got the month of may. i’d. guess. you’d. say. what. can. make. me. feel. this. way. my giiiirl. talkin’ ‘bout my girl.” (a/n: click here to listen to the exact line and song satoru's singing if you don't know it, i time stamped it for you!)

you laughed and smiled in adoration at the man who just serenaded you and your pregnant belly. of course he’d choose the temptations for this occasion. baby gojo started kicking.

you leaned over to ask your belly, “did you like daddy’s singing?”

“did they kick?” satoru asked as he leaned forward to talk to your belly, “kick once for no, kick twice for yes.”

after waiting for a moment, you felt one kick, “sorry, you have a tough crowd, babe. it was one kick.” you reported back to the eager satoru.

“back to the app,” he said, ignoring you, offended that his baby didn’t appreciate his singing, “it says nearly 3 in 4 women experience swelling of the hands, feet, and ankles. so avoid sitting and standing for long periods. go on walks or try swimming.”

“we can try out the pool tomorrow.” you said. satoru’s attention still on the app.

“it says you should eat lots of salmon. it’s supposedly good for you and the baby.” satoru reported.

you started laughing, “okay, toge inumaki. let’s go get some dinner.”

the next day

“babe?” you called out to satoru, “can you help me tie my swimsuit?”

you frowned as you looked at yourself in the mirror. your body was unrecognizable to you. you couldn’t fit into any of your clothes. you didn’t feel like yourself as your body started to grow, and you were only going to get bigger and bigger thanks to your still growing baby inside of you.

satoru waltzed into the bathroom smelling like sunscreen. he was already in his tropical floral swimming shorts, shirtless, with a towel draped over his shoulder. why did he have to look like a chiseled greek god next to you? you felt like humpty dumpty next to him. he walked behind you to grab the loose bikini strings from your fingers, tying a secure knot for you. he snickered to himself because he wouldn’t care if they came undone, but he knew you would.

you turned away from him.

“what’s wrong, sweetheart? you’re usually the first one in the pool.” satoru asked as he followed your gaze in the mirror. he saw that you were examining yourself.

“i—just don’t really feel confident in my body right now...” you admitted in a quiet voice. the statement shattered his heart.

“you’re kidding me.” satoru scoffed, “—babe, you’re literally growing our perfect baby inside of you. you are the most beautiful thing i’ve ever laid my six eyes on.”

“maybe it’s the bikini. i should’ve opted for a one piece now that i’m pregnant.” you frowned as you looked down to run your fingers along the ruffles of your white two-piece swimsuit, your belly hanging out in the open in all its glory.

satoru made a face, “i hope baby gojo kicks you for saying that.”

and to your surprise, you felt an extra strong kick. it was like baby gojo heard him. satoru and your baby were ganging up on you already and baby gojo wasn’t even born yet.

satoru hugged you from behind. his strong arms making you feel safe. he always knew what to say to make you feel better again. he kissed your temple as you sighed.

“come on, let’s go for a swim.” he grabbed your hand to lead you to the pool right outside the private villa. he placed a pair of his black circular sunglasses on your face. he smeared sunscreen on your cheeks and traced a sunscreen shaped heart on your belly before helping you rub it in. a sloppy application from satoru, but you appreciated the sweet gesture. you massaged sunscreen on your arms as satoru helped you apply to your legs.

satoru watched you like a hawk as you stepped into the pool, afraid of you slipping while pregnant. you slowly walked deeper into the pool, the cool water rose to cover your belly and chest. after making sure you were okay, satoru ran to the opposite side of the pool and cannon-balled in, splashing water all over you. you giggled as you watched the white haired sorcerer swim towards you in the beautiful, clear water.

satoru popped out of the glistening water as if he was the little mermaid, throwing his snow-white hair back, shaking his head side to side so the water would fling off. he swam towards you. you reached for his shoulders as he pulled you closer, positioning your legs around his waist so he could take you further into the deep end. you wrapped your arms loosely around his broad shoulders as he held you by your thighs.

“you feeling better?” he asked as he booped your adorable button nose.

“a little—” you said as you wrinkled your nose. you traced your soft fingers along satoru's chest before asking him a question you were nervous to ask. “satoru—will you still love me if i don’t go back to how i looked like before i got pregnant?”

stunned at your ridiculous question, satoru asked, “what kind of question is that? of course i’ll still love you, babe. i’d even love you if you were still pregnant with the raging pregnancy hormones forever.”

you splashed water onto him, glaring through his sunglasses that were resting on your cheek and nose bridge, “you’re only saying that because my libido is higher than usual.”

“i'm just saying... a man will never complain about that.” satoru chuckled as he sarcastically spoke for all the men in the world.

“—then would you still love me if i was a worm?”

“that’s pushing it.” satoru bantered back. you splashed him with water again before resting your head on his chest. he floated with you in his arms for a moment, soaking up the sunshine. you felt butterflies fluttering in your stomach along with your growing baby twisting and turning inside of you. your heart taking in the pure bliss you were experiencing just by being here in satoru’s arms. you wondered how satoru felt right now.

after spending about an hour wading in the pool with satoru, you looked over to see two hotel employees bringing out a tray of food.

“pardon our interruption señor gojo and señorita (l/n), we brought a late breakfast for you two to enjoy. this was requested from señor (l/n) early this morning.”

“gracias!” you thanked the hotel employee with the most basic spanish you learned while sitting on the 15 hour plane ride. satoru laughed at your enthusiasm. he admired how you always wanted to be courteous to others.

“are you and baby gojo hungry?” he asked as he started swimming towards the shallow end again. you nodded as you clung to him, planting a sweet kiss on the crook of his neck and shoulder. satoru got out of the pool first so he could help you out. he grabbed the towels sitting on the cabana chairs to dry you both off, wrapping the towel around your waist.

“wow, the food looks amazing.” you sat down and drooled over the spread that your brother ordered for you and satoru. your mouth watered. there was a selection of huevos rancheros, tamales, fried plantains, fresh local fruit, chorizo hash, eggs, bread and two large pitchers of orange juice and water.

satoru sipped his orange juice and watched your face light up as you sampled all the delicious food in front of you. a happy glow in your face that made him fall in love with you all over again. it reminded him of the first time you went to get ice cream together, the way your face lit up and you did your happy dance in your chair after tasting the sweet chocolate ice cream. you reached over to feed him a bite of the fried plantains. satoru hummed in approval.

you were like the sun to satoru. his whole world revolved around you, and you attracted anyone and anything that entered your orbit. it was probably why all the students and faculty loved you at jujutsu high. even strangers felt comfortable around you.

you made satoru’s world brighter. before you met him, he felt as if clouds shrouded his life at all times, unclear of what he wanted to do with his life. you pulled him out of that cloudiness and lit up every second of the day as soon as you came into his life (or ever since he broke into yours). you were the color in satoru’s world of black and white. you inspired him to be better, and he wanted to be a good man, just for you.

he was making it his mission to be the sun in your life, just like you were in his. it broke his heart knowing that you were starting to feel insecure in your ever-changing and growing body. and it made him even more sad knowing that you were questioning his love for you during this temporary change.

however, little did satoru know, he already was the sun in your life. he has been ever since you started dating, and you would be forever grateful to the 17 year old boy who broke your domain over a decade ago. without satoru’s love, you don’t know where you’d be right now. satoru's unconditional love was something you never thought you'd experience in this lifetime. (read ‘fated to love you’ here)

later that night

you and satoru held hands while walking the streets of zona romántica, one of the liveliest streets of puerto vallarta. your spirit birds flying overhead with you and satoru. every turn you and satoru took gave you a beautiful view of the mexican riviera. a mariachi band played in the cobblestone streets, and white-stucco buildings were decorated with bright orange, yellow, and red flowers.

"this city is so charming." you said, green eyes shining. you admired the architecture and all the bright colors in the streets as satoru led the way.

"what do you want to eat for dinner?" he asked while looking at a tourist brochure.

"i refuse to eat salmon again for dinner, so anything but that."

satoru looked down at you, azure blue eyes peeking through his sunglasses, "i read that there's a good tapas restaurant about a 20 minute walk from here. do you think you can walk that far?"

you laughed at his question, "satoru, i can still walk believe it or not."

he squeezed your hand as if he was saying 'okay, okay, you got me there'. you took the lead and guided him towards the malecón boardwalk. when you saw the sunset, you let go of satoru's hand, walking faster towards the view. the sunset was a mix of pink, purple, yellow, and orange. it was like a watercolor painting appearing in your eyes. the warm hues kissed the blues and greens of the ocean horizon.

while you admired the beautiful sunset, satoru admired the beautiful you. he snapped a couple pictures of you with his phone, afraid to forget the memory of how stunning you looked at this moment in time.

you were wearing a strapless white sundress, similar to the one you wore yesterday. your swimsuit lines from this morning showed off your golden tan you received while being here in mexico. the dress hugged your belly, but was loose enough to be comfortable for you to move around in without feeling restricted.

intricate blue flowers were sewn on the bottom fringe of your dress and a high leg slit showed off your pretty tan legs. your dress was paired with brown and white sandals that were comfortable enough for your swollen feet.

your long black hair was curled, flowing in the wind as you skipped lightly around the boardwalk. a large blue flower that matched satoru’s eyes was tucked behind your ear. it was almost sickening how much love he felt for you at this very moment.

"careful, sweetheart." satoru called out you as he put his phone back into his pocket, worried about you skipping around. he knew you’d complain about pelvic pain later tonight because of it. he shrugged, shoving his hands in his pockets, following you wherever your heart desired.

you turned around and gave him your world-class million dollar smile that always gave him butterflies even after all this time, "so, where's this restaurant?" (read ‘butterflies’ here)

after dinner

"satoru, look! everyone’s dancing!" you pointed as you and satoru walked out of the restaurant after a delicious dinner.

there was a large crowd on the boardwalk, dancing to reggaeton music that the local dj was playing. everyone was dancing, singing, and shouting the lyrics to the songs. they were having the time of their lives and you wanted to be a part of it too.

"do you want to spend some time out here before we head back to the villa?" satoru asked, noticing how entranced you were. you nodded excitedly.

you and satoru found a small table at a bar close by. you both ordered non-alcoholic drinks for clear reasons. satoru didn't like to drink alcohol and you were pregnant.

you sipped your virgin midori sour. the melon juice, tangy lime, lemon and club soda felt refreshing. your foot tapped on the wooden boardwalk to the melodic beat of the music playing.

"babe, do you want to go dance…?" you asked timidly.

satoru looked at you, surprised, "you want to dance? i never thought you'd asked." he laughed. he was usually the one that would have to drag you out to the dance floor.

satoru downed the rest of his way-too-sweet virgin strawberry daquiri and grabbed your hand to lead you to where the rest of the crowd was dancing. (satoru forced his infinity outward to make sure no one accidentally bumped into your belly, but you didn't have to know that.)

you swayed with the music, your hair bouncing as you bobbed your head to the beat. you spun around, dancing to your heart’s desire. your heart skipped a beat when you felt satoru's hands on your hips, pulling you closer to him. he followed all of your movements as you danced around him. you turned to face him.

"satoru," you draped your arms around his broad shoulders, "i think people are staring at us."

"really? i didn't notice." satoru grinned, his attention was only on you tonight. he didn't even notice that you and him were the center of attention on tonight's dance floor. he couldn't care less. the only thing he cared about was you.

the dim street lights and twinkle lights hanging along the boardwalk emitted a soft glow on your rosy cheeks and emerald green eyes. satoru's heart raced at the view. how could one person be so perfect and so beautiful? he felt like he hit the jackpot to be able to call you his. he didn’t think he would ever be this lucky in another life.

he grabbed your hand to twirl you around, pulling you close for a moment, your back resting against his chest again. he kissed your bare shoulder just to spin you around for a second time. your sweet laughter filled his ears, his favorite sound in the world.

once everyone started to slowly leave the boardwalk, you both decided to call it a night. the moon reflected brightly on the mexican sands and dark blue ocean waters, guiding you back to the villa. and in that very moonlight, you shone brightly like a lighthouse beacon. it was something about the way you looked tonight that took satoru’s breath away. that damn pregnancy glow looked a thousand times more radiant in his six eyes and he couldn’t get enough of it.

*************************

after a relaxing shower to wash away the sweat from dancing, you and satoru laid in bed together, winding down for the night.

“did you know that if you press your ear against my belly, you might be able to hear baby gojo’s heartbeat?” you asked satoru as he put his phone down and turned to face you in bed.

"really?" satoru asked in amusement, "let me try it."

he leaned over towards you, resting his head gently on your belly.

"move your head over here," you guided his head to where baby gojo was in your womb.

the room fell silent. all you could hear was the ocean crashing against the rocks outside the hotel villa, the cool breeze entering the room, satoru's breathing and your own racing heartbeat. it was an intimate moment between the two of you.

satoru gasped, "i can hear it." he smiled brightly as he looked up at you. you smiled back at him, running your fingers through his soft white hair as he planted kisses on your bare belly.

"i wonder if you can sense any cursed energy from the baby." you asked him.

"i've been trying to ever since you got pregnant. i can't sense anything but yours." satoru said, "maybe our baby will be lucky and won't have any..." he trailed off.

"for some reason, i highly doubt that." you frowned. it would be a blessing if your baby didn't have to deal with curses, but coming from your clan and the gojo clan, it was more than likely your baby would be born with an innate cursed technique. plus, you felt something off about your cursed energy since you became pregnant. it was like someone else’s cursed energy was always there with you, and it wasn't satoru's residuals either.

"whether or not baby gojo has cursed energy, it wouldn't make me love them any less." satoru said quietly.

you chuckled at his ridiculous statement. "of course. this is our baby we're talking about. you better love them."

"—and just because your body is changing to grow our baby, my thoughts about how beautiful you are and how much i love you will never change." satoru added as-a-matter-of-factly.

“satoru… you’re embarrassing me.” you whined, hiding your blushing face in between the pillows. satoru took your fluffy shield away from you.

“don’t hide your beautiful face from me, woman!” he scolded you playfully. you intertwined your fingers with his as he leaned in for a kiss. he pulled you closer to him as you rested your head on his chest. you listened to his heartbeat, it was one of the most comforting sounds to fall asleep to.

“i love you, satoru.” you hummed.

satoru kissed each of your fingers, “i know.” he said confidently as you stared back up at him, waiting for him to say it back. “—i love you too, (y/n).”

“that’s what i thought.” you mumbled. “can you believe this is probably our last vacation as just us two? we’ll probably be too busy getting ready for baby gojo’s arrival to spend quality time together like this when we get home.” you said to him as you placed your hand against his. you were comparing the size of his hand to yours in the air.

he stroked your back gently with his unoccupied hand. he thought to himself for a moment. a playful grin spreading across his face, “guess we’ll just have to make the most of this baby moon then, huh?”

“—and just what do you mean by that?” you peered up at him.

satoru just smiled at you before he assaulted your neck and shoulder with a plethora of kisses. you squealed with laughter, pushing him away, trying to escape from his grasp.

“satoru, stop! that tickles!” you continued to laugh as he gently pulled you back to him with blue. he trailed kisses from your chest, up your neck onto your jawline, across your cheek to your nose, up your nose bridge to your forehead, and lastly, back down to your lips.

“for now, i don’t want to share.” he whispered in your ear.

ready to meet baby gojo? read the next chapter, 'hello baby' here.

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[adriannalogue]

en la villa — puerto vallarta, mx

marzo 2024

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GhostGaz Week - over consumption // sun burn

CW: Brits trying Mexican cuisine without knowing what it is (not fraught), accidental alcohol consumption, sun burn,

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Simon had to admit, this whole private beach situation was a lot more enjoyable than he’d expected. When Alejandro and Rudy had suggested a quick flight from Monterrey to Puerto Vallarta before heading back across the pond, he’d been… skeptical. A beach is a beach, sand is sand, and the UK has both. Why fly the opposite direction of from home to sweat in the sand surrounded by civilians? He’d already spent three weeks in joint training sweating in the sand with people he generally liked, and now he just wants to rest.

Well, hell, he’s resting now. He’s reclined on some kind of couch bed on the roof of the villa, hiding from the sun under an awning and letting the heat leach every bit of tension from his body. From here, he can barely hear Soap whooping down by the water. Price is somewhere in town, chasing a Canadian skirt he met at a bar yesterday. And Kyle is… somewhere.

As though summoned, the man appears at the top of the stairs with two of the largest, most vibrantly yellow beverages Simon’s ever seen and a plastic bag hanging from his arm.

“The fuck is tha’?” Simon asks around a yawn. He only sort of sits up to squint as Kyle offers him one of the fishbowls. He sips without waiting for an answer. Citrus and something else, ice cold and refreshing.

“Mechanica something,” Kyle answers, taking a gulp of his own and placing the plastic bag on the table. “Lady at the market was selling jugs of it. Another lady was selling some fermented drink, said they’re good together. These,” he gestures to the bag, which Simon realizes is full to bursting with something fried and delicious smelling, “are molotes, and I got three of every kind they had.”

“Soap’s down at the beach,” Simon reports.

“He’ll come have some or he’ll have to find his own,” Kyle says, taking another gulp of mechanica something. He grabs a pocket of fried dough and chomps into it with a groan. “This one’s cheese. The locals recommended the... see-sos? I don’t know what that is. But there’s chicken, pork, shrimp and mushroom ones, too.”

Simon swipes one, inspects it for a moment, and takes a bite. Spice bursts across his tongue, tasty and just the littlest bit painful. It’s perfect.

Six molotes and a quarter gallon of drink later, Simon realizes that he probably should have slowed down. His belly is pleasantly overfull, but his head is swimming. Kyle, somehow still eating, is swaying in his seat, just a bit. Or maybe that’s Simon.

“’Ey,” he calls, “C’mere.”

Kyle grins, finishes the last swig of his drink, and comes over to flop next to Simon on the couch bed. He drops a kiss on the point of Simon’s shoulder. “Fuck. That was good.”

The burst of pleasure that’s always there when Kyle is casually affectionate feels especially nice this afternoon. Simon kisses his temple with a hum, then meets Kyle's lips when he turns into the contact.

Kyle's lips are warm and the slightest bit greasy from the fried dough. He tastes like citrus, mostly. He doesn't resist as Simon tows him down to the cushions, lets himself be drawn on top to settle in to make out like teenagers.

Except then Simon has to break away and turn his head for a jaw-cracking yawn. He flicks the sleeve of Kyle’s shirt at his snicker. Something about the sun keeps knocking him out, which the team finds endlessly amusing. Simon himself would find it mildly annoying, but he keeps waking up from the best nap of his life every six hours. He snuggles down into his little shaded spot and lets sleep take him again.

He’s a bit stiff, fuzzy headed, and cotton mouthed when he wakes up next. Kyle’s face down next to him, shirtless and snoring. Simon admires the slope of his back in the light of the setting sun for a moment before looking for what woke him up. Price and Soap have apparently joined them, and are pouring shots.

“G’mornin’, bella durmiente,” Soap says with a grin.

Simon grunts something and sits up. Or… he tries, but his head starts spinning so he flops back into the pillows.

“I put a bottle of water by your head,” Price says, arching a judgmental eyebrow. “Not sure what possessed you two to drink that much mezcal at once.”

“Tha’ the fermen’ed thing Kyle brough’?” Simon fishes the ice cold bottle from in the pillows and makes himself sit up to swallow half of it down.

“The pulque? That’s not what you two drank. You drank a quarter bottle of straight mezcal.”

“Wha’s tha’?”

“Tequila.”

“Oh.” That explains a lot. Simon pushes himself up to one elbow, blinks until his eyes refocus. He places a hand on Kyle’s back and has a moment to wonder at how hot his skin is before the man twitches, yelps, arches away, and yelps again.

“Fuck, ow, fuck!”

Soap snickers for the next half hour while Simon smooths frosty aloe vera over Kyle’s neck, shoulders and back. The sunburn isn’t anywhere as bad as if any of the rest of them had laid in the sun for three hours, but Kyle whines like a baby the whole time. He also shares his coconut water with Simon, though, so that’s alright.

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

TODAY’S FROZEN MOMENT - 60th Anniversary - December 22nd, 1963 - Here are the new couple Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton, who had just fallen in love while shooting “Cleopatra”, and who were now holed up in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico, where Burton was to shoot “Night of the Iguana” with director John Huston. The couple were a bit of a scandal, both married to other people, but as they were also at the peak of their careers, and as they were both so gorgeous, they were paparazzi’s delight. They were called “the Romance of the Century” Their accommodations were a bit shabby rustic, and Burton told Huston, “My friend, if we don’t find suitable accommodations for Elizabeth, I’m afraid I won’t be able to star in your film” Huston gave them the villa he had rented, Casa Kimberly. The couple fell so in love with this house that Richard bought it for her next birthday, and eventually also the house across the street, for their guest house. They would come here with family and friends for the rest of their time together. They had built a bridge between the two houses which got named The Bridge of Sighs… or the Lovers Arch… Richard would often get banished from the house by Liz and he would have to grovel back in across the bridge. This was the beginning of the long tumultuous relationship between these two star-crossed lovers. - photo taken by an uncredited AP photographer

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Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton Find Paradise On ‘Night of the Iguana’ Shoot

PUERTO VALLARTA, MEXICO — Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton have discovered paradise – and they freely admit it.

In this tiny, tropical village they have found their heaven on earth, where they can openly display their love for each other, freer than they have ever been from notoriety and criticism.

In an exclusive interview with this reporter, Burton explained that he and his Elizabeth are now in process of buying a home in Puerto Vallarta, that they have found contentment here that has  thus far eluded them in the other places they have traveled.

“Half the people here,” he explained, “have never heard of Elizabeth. The other half might have heard of her, but couldn’t care less about her behavior.  The natives allow us to live our lives, to act ourselves.”

He grinned disarmingly, as if unaware his statements were newsworthy, and explained, “Elizabeth and I have already put in an offer on one home.  It was on the market for $40,000.  Unfortunately, when the owner discovered we were the bidders he jacked  up his price to $60,000 and we backed out.  I am sure of this, however,  If we keep looking we will find another home here that pleases us.  “This much we’ve decided:  we do want to live in Puerto Vallarta.  It’s paradise.”

It is understandable that both he and Miss Taylor should have fallen so in love with this tropical village.  For here they have been able to act much like honeymooners blissfully in love.

Local cab drivers point out to tourists “Casa Kimberley,” the luxurious villa nestled high on a rocky hillside where the famous couple live together.

Each morning a candy-striped jeep, boldly inscribed on its side with the words “Casa Kimberley” calls for Burton at the entranceway of the house.   The actor jumps in beside the driver and, as the jeep makes its perilous way down the cobblestone streets, narrowly avoiding pigs, burros, and half-naked children, Burton will turn to wave a last goodbye to Elizabeth, standing smiling down at him from the balcony of their home.

Around noon, the jeep will return for Miss Taylor and drive her to the beach where she will board their boat, “The Taffy,” to make the 6-7 [corrected] mile trip down coast to Mismaloya, the location site of Burton’s film, “Night of the Iguana.”

After spending the afternoon with him, on the set, they will board the boat together shortly before dusk to return to Casa Kimberley.

During the evenings, the couple will dine alone at home or will join friends in one of the six restaurant-bars in town.

Even to one spending just a few days in Puerto Vallarta, it becomes obvious that the charm of this tropical land has had its magical effect on Liz and Burton.  Where they tried deliberately not to be seen in public in both Rome and London, here in Mexico they make almost a show out of publicly acting like a couple in love.  Their attitude seems to say:  “We adore each other and are proud of it.  We want the whole world to know how we feel.”  There is not a soul in Puerto Vallarta who could remain oblivious to that fact.

I first became a witness to their love while standing on my hotel balcony one evening, mesmerized by the glories that nature was unfolding before me.  The heavens seemed to be on fire.  The sky, grey with the promise of night, had been touched by unseen fingers of fire and turned shades of gilded red and gold.  The sun, resting briefly atop a low hanging cloud before its final descent, spilled a trail of liquid amber along the tropical waters, then slid silently into the sea.

It was twilight in Puerto Vallarta, one of the most thrilling spectacles offered anywhere in the world.  The coconut trees lining the shore were now bathed in partial darkness and swayed to the rhythm of the surf as a mild tropical breeze arose.

Unexpectedly, from the horizon, a ship approached, killed its motors about a hundred feet from shore, and drifted silently, lifted gently and unprotestingly by the gentle push of the waves.  The ship was the “Taffy” and from its cabin Elizabeth Taylor emerged, climbed to the bow where she poised for a moment, then disappeared into the sea, cutting the water with an expert and graceful dive.  A moment later she surfaced and waved to Burton who stood at the stern of the craft.  He called, “I’ll see you on shore, luv,” and made a motion to the native captain to resume the progress of the boat.

It seemed but moments later when the actress’ powerful stroke had carried her to the beach.  There, like a child confident she is safe from unseen eyes, she  pranced upon the sand, shaking her head to free the sea water held captive in her hair.  She stood for a moment, her arms outstretched in a gesture of abandoned happiness, then skipped back into the surf, laughing with delight as the waves playfully slapped at her legs.

“Elizabeth,” Burton’s voice broke the stillness as he came trotting down the beach to meet her.  They embraced, clung to each other for a moment, then walked arm in arm to an awaiting jeep.  They were going home.

“Elizabeth is very happy here,” Burton confessed to me the following day.  “We both feel we’ve found heaven.”

He proceeded to explain why.  “Here in Puerto Vallarta we can be ourselves.  Last Sunday, for instance, we decided to take the boat and spend the day with Liza on a deserted beach along the coast.  At least we thought it was deserted.  After dropping our gear on the sand and spreading out our towels, we looked up and noticed several families of natives watching us from halfway up the mountain.  I waved and they immediately began to approach, friendly and unafraid.  They paid almost no attention to Elizabeth and myself.  It was apparent that they didn’t have the vaguest notion who we were.  But Liza, they fell in love with her.  Even with my limited knowledge of Spanish, I could understand that they were telling us how beautiful she was, saying that she looked, with her deep copper tan, like a Mexican Niña.

When lunchtime came, I asked our visitors if they’d  care to share our sandwiches.  They were delighted, even happier to sample our tequila.  Then it was time for them to treat us.  They invited us up to their hut, to share their tortillas and beans – and their local brew.  Elizabeth and I sat on the dirt floor of the thatched hut, sharing the simple food that the women prepared for us over an open fire.  And, while Elizabeth and I basked in those golden moments of anonymity, Liza enjoyed herself playing tag in the jungle outside the hut with our host’s children.”

For over two hours Burton talked of the life he and Elizabeth have found in Mexico.  Never did he say “I”.  His statements always began with “we.”  Charming and suave and very much a man of the world, he none-the-less gave the impression of a person as overwhelmingly in love as a teenager smitten with his first affair of the heart.

Sitting with him in the thatched roofed bar at Mismaloya, little more than a clearing out of a lush forest overgrown with wild banana and coconut trees, he pointed in the direction of the Taffy, at anchor in the breakwater.  “You know, of course,” he offered, “that Elizabeth named the boat after me.  Remember the rhyme, ‘Taffy was a Welshman.  Taffy was a thief? …'”  His blue eyes shone with pride and he seemed all at once like a boastful small boy, proud of his mischievous behavior.

This impression remained as Burton continued to speak.  Charming, a marvelous story teller, he seemed bent on disclosing the intimate little details of his affair with Elizabeth Taylor.  “She is my woman,” his attitude proclaimed.

Yet, though Elizabeth Taylor might be a woman in love, a woman who is now acting like an ecstatic bride, she proved a few hours later that, like women everywhere, she has her moments of annoyance with her man, when anger and possessiveness can erase all other feelings.

On that particular day, because only a half days shooting was scheduled, she had decided not to make the trip to Mismaloya.  Instead, she waited for Burton at “Casa Kimberly, expecting him to arrive home by two o’clock in the afternoon.

He, however, chose that day to rebel.  A terribly gregarious person who seems complete only when he is surrounded by people, he sat talking with me for several hours, though he knew Elizabeth was waiting at home.  Then, urged by his secretary who warned in whispers, “Miss Taylor will be upset,” he reluctantly arose and offered me a ride back to the mainland on his boat.  We had begun to leave the bar when he spied Director John Huston and Ava Gardner at a corner table and made his way over, “Just to say hello.”  It was more than an hour later when the frantic secretary finally persuaded him to board the boat and it was past 6 p.m. when we finally docked at Puerto Vallarta.  Elizabeth’s houseboy, sent down to the water’s edge to try to locate Burton, rushed up to him and explained nervously in Spanish that Miss Taylor was very upset, had sent him to the beach three times earlier that afternoon to find him.

If Burton was worried over Elizabeth’s apparent wrath he gave no indication, just smiled, bestowed a kiss upon my cheek as he bid me farewell and said  he’d probably see me later in town.

As it turned out, we did see each other again.  That evening he and Elizabeth appeared together at the Hotel Rio, in the center of town.  Whatever disagreement they may have had over Burton’s tardiness obviously resulted  in no more than a lover’s quarrel for she sat beside him now, her face glowing with adoration as they sipped their cocktails and made love with their eyes.  When they left a short time later, it was arm and arm, walking to the jeep that would take them down the cobblestone streets to their home.

Neither Richard Burton nor Elizabeth Taylor will discuss the possibility of their securing divorces from their present mates, yet there in Mexico such complications seem something that bothers them little.  They are honeymooning.  They have found their Shangri-la and if there is an Eddie Fisher and a Sybil Burton giving statements to the press in the United States – well, such things belong to another world, cannot penetrate the blissful state that has enveloped them.

Honeymooners are not uncommon in Puerto Vallarta.  Its beauty and picturesque setting make it a lover’s paradise.  Perhaps this is why the local citizens seem to be able to take Liz and Burton’s actions in stride.  They point with pride to ‘Liz’s house, the Casa Kimberley.’  They comment on Lisa’s beauty.  Yet they seem highly unconcerned with the notoriety that has surrounded Liz and Burton in other parts of the globe.

In a blue negligee she stands, waving to her lover as he leaves for a day’s work.  In the neighborhood grocery shop she will wander, seeking some delicacy to delight her man when he returns home at night.  In a picturesque cantina she sits, her eyes never leaving the face of the man with whom she is sharing paradise.  Her hand reaches out to find his and she smiles, her violet eyes alight with rapture.  Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton have found their heaven on earth.  It’s possible that they feel they can cling to it forever here in this Eden-like village.  They will buy a home high in the hills overlooking the sea where few will see and no one will are about their behavior.  And if they must return to civilization – to a curious press, to demands from estranged mates, to a society shocked that they won’t conform to acceptable behavior — their return will only be a temporary one.  And they will be able to tolerate it, knowing that they will return to the heaven they have found on earth where they can openly acknowledge their love.  And where no one will judge them.

By Marilyn Beck

Published November 1963

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Planning a Dream Wedding in Riviera Maya and Puerto Vallarta, Mexico

A destination wedding in Mexico is a dream for many couples, and two of the most breathtaking locations for such an occasion are Riviera Maya and Wedding Planner Puerto Vallarta. These tropical paradises offer stunning beaches, luxurious resorts, and expert wedding planning services that ensure a seamless and magical celebration. Whether you envision an intimate beachfront ceremony or a grand event with family and friends, Liz Moore Destination Weddings provides exceptional services to make your wedding in Mexico unforgettable.

Why Choose Riviera Maya for Your Wedding?

Riviera Maya, Mexico, is one of the most sought-after wedding destinations in the world. Known for its crystal-clear waters, white sandy beaches, and lush tropical surroundings, it is an ideal setting for a romantic wedding. The region is home to luxurious all-inclusive resorts, boutique hotels, and eco-friendly wedding venues that cater to various styles and budgets.

1. Breathtaking Beachfront Venues

Riviera Maya boasts some of the most picturesque beach wedding locations in Mexico. Whether you choose Playa del Carmen, Tulum, or Akumal, you'll find stunning venues with breathtaking ocean views. Resorts such as Secrets Maroma Beach, Grand Velas Riviera Maya, and El Dorado Royale offer exceptional wedding packages with beachfront ceremony setups.

2. Variety of Wedding Styles

From boho-chic weddings in Tulum to lavish resort ceremonies in Playa del Carmen, Riviera Maya offers diverse options to match your dream wedding vision. If you prefer a traditional wedding with elegant ballrooms and professional catering, many five-star resorts provide comprehensive wedding packages.

3. Adventure and Entertainment for Guests

A wedding in Riviera Maya isn't just about the ceremony—it's an experience for you and your guests. The region offers countless attractions, including:

Exploring the Mayan ruins of Tulum and Chichen Itza

Snorkeling or scuba diving in the world’s second-largest barrier reef

Swimming in stunning cenotes (natural sinkholes)

Enjoying the vibrant nightlife in Playa del Carmen

With so much to do, your wedding guests will have an unforgettable vacation while celebrating your love.

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Why Choose Puerto Vallarta for Your Wedding?

Puerto Vallarta is another top-tier wedding destination in Mexico, known for its romantic charm, breathtaking sunsets, and vibrant local culture. Located on Mexico’s Pacific Coast, this city offers a unique blend of beaches, mountains, and colonial architecture—perfect for couples seeking a picturesque and intimate wedding experience.

1. Stunning Oceanfront Wedding Locations

Puerto Vallarta’s coastline is lined with luxurious resorts and boutique hotels that specialize in destination weddings. Some of the best wedding venues include Garza Blanca Resort, Hyatt Ziva Puerto Vallarta, and Villa Premiere Boutique Hotel. These venues offer private beach settings, infinity pools, and elegant ballrooms, ensuring a picture-perfect wedding day.

2. Iconic Sunset Weddings

Unlike the Caribbean side of Mexico, Puerto Vallarta is famous for its breathtaking Pacific sunsets, which create a magical backdrop for your wedding ceremony. Imagine saying your vows as the sky turns into shades of pink, orange, and purple—an unforgettable moment for both you and your guests.

3. Exciting Activities for Wedding Guests

Puerto Vallarta is an exciting destination that offers a mix of adventure, relaxation, and culture. Wedding guests can enjoy:

Whale watching tours (seasonal)

Boat trips to Marietas Islands

Strolling through the charming streets of Zona Romántica

Zip-lining through lush jungles

Experiencing authentic Mexican cuisine at local markets

With so much to explore, your wedding celebration extends beyond just one day—it becomes a full vacation experience for everyone involved.

The Role of a Wedding Planner in Riviera Maya and Puerto Vallarta

Planning a destination wedding can be overwhelming, but working with a professional wedding planner in Puerto Vallarta or Riviera Maya ensures a smooth and stress-free process. Liz Moore Destination Weddings specializes in crafting personalized, elegant, and seamless wedding experiences for couples looking to get married in Mexico.

1. Expertise in Venue Selection

With so many resorts and venues available, choosing the right one can be challenging. Wedding planners help by matching your vision, budget, and guest list with the perfect Riviera Maya or Puerto Vallarta wedding venue.

2. Handling Legal and Travel Requirements

A destination wedding in Mexico requires legal paperwork, marriage licenses, and sometimes blood tests. A wedding planner ensures that all documentation is completed correctly and on time, so you don’t have to worry about the legalities.

3. Vendor Coordination

From photographers and florists to caterers and entertainment, your wedding planner will coordinate with the best vendors in Riviera Maya and Puerto Vallarta. This ensures that your wedding is executed flawlessly, without any last-minute surprises.

4. Customized Wedding Packages

Every couple has a unique vision for their big day. A professional wedding planner can help tailor a package that includes:

Personalized décor and floral arrangements

Professional wedding photography and videography

Customized menu and catering services

Entertainment, such as live bands, DJs, and mariachi groups

Choosing Between Riviera Maya and Puerto Vallarta

Both Riviera Maya and Puerto Vallarta offer incredible wedding experiences, but the choice depends on your preferences:

If you want turquoise Caribbean waters, white sandy beaches, and eco-luxury options, Riviera Maya is perfect.

If you prefer a blend of beach and mountains, iconic sunsets, and a mix of luxury and traditional charm, Puerto Vallarta is ideal.

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Book Your Dream Wedding with Liz Moore Destination Weddings

Planning a Riviera Maya Mexico wedding or working with a wedding planner in Puerto Vallarta can make your special day stress-free and magical. Liz Moore Destination Weddings is dedicated to creating customized and unforgettable wedding experiences in Mexico.

Whether you choose Riviera Maya’s tropical beauty or Puerto Vallarta’s romantic charm, Liz Moore and her team will ensure that every detail of your wedding is perfect.

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The Top Countries for Investment in Vacation Rentals

Investing in vacation rentals is one of the most lucrative opportunities in today’s travel-driven economy. With the rise of platforms like Llivo, which blends personalized experiences with practical solutions like transportation services, this sector is transforming into a powerhouse of potential. But where should you focus your investment? Let’s explore the top countries that promise excellent returns and growth for vacation rental investments in 2025.

1. United States: Diverse Markets and High Demand

The U.S. remains a leader in vacation rental investments due to its diverse offerings. From ski lodges in Colorado to beachfront properties in Florida, the market caters to every traveler’s needs. Urban hubs like New York City also show consistent demand for short-term rentals. Platforms like Llivo further enhance the appeal by connecting hosts with travelers through unique services such as airport pickup and personalized stays.

Key Statistics:

The vacation rental market in the U.S. is projected to grow by 8% annually.

Cities like Las Vegas and Los Angeles rank among the most profitable locations for short-term rentals.

2. Spain: A European Haven for Tourists

Spain boasts sun-soaked beaches, historic cities, and a thriving tourist economy. The demand for rentals in hotspots like Barcelona and the Balearic Islands makes it a lucrative investment destination.

Why Spain?

Over 82 million tourists visited Spain in 2023, creating consistent demand for vacation rentals.

Llivo’s eco-friendly accommodations with sustainable transport options appeal to travelers seeking ethical travel experiences.

3. Portugal: The Rising Star of Europe

Portugal’s Golden Visa program has attracted global investors, while cities like Lisbon and Porto continue to be tourism magnets. The Algarve region is another hotspot for vacation rentals, thanks to its picturesque coastline.

What Makes Portugal Unique?

A growing digital nomad community thrives in Portugal, increasing the demand for short-term rentals.

Llivo’s luxury vacation rentals with private transport services align with the upscale preferences of international travelers.

4. Thailand: A Paradise for Budget Travelers

Thailand is an investor’s dream with its low property prices and year-round tourism. Destinations like Phuket, Chiang Mai, and Bangkok offer strong potential for rental income.

Investment Highlights:

Thailand welcomed over 20 million tourists in 2023.

Llivo’s integration of local hosts creates opportunities for personalized vacation rentals with host-guided tours, appealing to cultural explorers.

5. Indonesia: Tapping into Bali’s Allure

Indonesia, particularly Bali, continues to be a global favorite. Its affordable properties and high occupancy rates make it a hotspot for vacation rental investments.

Why Bali?

Bali ranks among the top destinations for luxury rentals, attracting high-spending travelers.

Unique experiences, such as eco-lodges and cliffside villas, align with Llivo’s niche of offering one-of-a-kind stays.

6. Mexico: A Gateway to North America

Mexico’s close proximity to the U.S. makes it a top choice for North American travelers. Regions like Cancun, Tulum, and Puerto Vallarta are booming with vacation rental opportunities.

Key Factors:

Mexico recorded over 50 million tourists in 2023.

Llivo’s budget-friendly stays including airport pickup add a layer of convenience for international tourists.

Why Llivo is the Ultimate Partner for Hosts

Llivo is more than a vacation rental platform—it’s a bridge between hosts and travelers seeking meaningful connections. With zero guest fees, hosts enjoy a competitive edge, while travelers benefit from seamless transportation and unique experiences.

Llivo’s Key Features:

Flat 12% host fee to maximize earnings.

Integration of transportation services, enhancing the guest experience.

Focus on community-driven travel, aligning with modern traveler preferences.

Discover the benefits of listing on Llivo and take your vacation rental investment to the next level.

Final Thoughts

Investing in vacation rentals is about more than just properties; it’s about creating experiences. Whether you’re drawn to the bustling streets of Bangkok, the sunlit beaches of Spain, or the cultural charm of Lisbon, the potential for growth is undeniable. With Llivo, hosts can elevate their offerings, tapping into a global network of travelers who value personalization and connection.

Are you ready to explore the world of vacation rental investments? Let Llivo guide your journey to success.

Author Bio: Khurram Iqbal Founder of Llivo | Advocate of Community-Centric Travel | Experienced Content Creator

Disclaimer: This blog is based on market research as of January 2025. Investors should conduct thorough research and consult financial advisors before making investment decisions. Llivo is not liable for any financial outcomes related to investment advice in this blog.

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Expert Concierge Specialists in Puerto Vallarta: Your Gateway to a Perfect Vacation

Discover top-notch concierge services in Puerto Vallarta tailored to make your dream vacation a reality. From personalized itineraries and luxury villa bookings to exclusive dining reservations and adventure planning, our experienced concierge specialists ensure every detail is taken care of.

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Villa Tesoro Del Mar - Puerto Vallarta Sierra del Mar - Luxury vacation ...

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i am kelly brian dombrowski. i was on this plane. i was being escorted by mexican federal police..elizebeth gueterrez of pvlawfirm.com in puerto vallarta who was the lawyer in a safe house in guadalajara who explained to me kelly brian dombrowski of 518 calle venero colonia ojo de agua, puerto vallarta jalisco mexico and 551 beaconhill drive fort mcmurray alberta. my rights and obligations as a citizen of mexicoshe read from my citizenship contract. elizebeth would tell me my rights and obligations and have me kelly dombrowski sign with my signiture where she had read the claus. then elizebeth gueterrez the lawyer from the government of mexico woukld witness my signiture with her signiture. elizebeth gueterrez was introduced to me by bill barber of the coffee cup cafe on rudulfo gomez in old town puerto vallarta. and of pieces bath house in edmonton alberta. he owns both businesses. the gay bath house in edmonton alberta and the coffee cup cafe on rudulfo gomez in old town puerto vallarta. elizebeth gueterrez is the partner of juan gabriel enriquez novela of the federal police of the federal republic of mexico in a police cruiser on the highways of nayaret. juan carlos vargas cabello, rock balancer puerto vallarta id my life partner and protector, we lived together in the house 518 calle venero colonia ojo de agua, puerto vallarta jalisco mexico. elizebeth gueterrez was in the house 515 manitail, the house that benjimen netanyaho prime minister of isreral, the butcher from carnisoria supreme on the corner of fransico villa and viena across from conilep school. the butcher of leon france. the stazi, the nazi’s of france in world war two. he and elizebeth were in the house 515 manitail that looks into my house over our swimming pool into our livingroom, kitchen and bedroom. elizebeth gueterrez was outside the oxxo on pavo real after i was beaten with sticks and i came home from the hospital where i had 30 40 staples after the neighbors arround my house attacked me inside my property. elizebeth was outside the new oxxo on pavo real with her phone as i kelly brian dombrowski was inside the new oxxo on pavo real i block from venero and our house colonia ojo de agua. she was waving at me and i realized she was in troble for allowing me to go to sleep with a head injury. i looked ay elizebeth who was with a little guy and i said to the little mexican. SHE F7&ks You. the two of them ran to 515 manitail, the house that looks into our house over our swimming pool. that was the little mexican inside the ciber rental just now. he is benjimen netanyaho prime minister of isreal and he is a telepatico. he is a changling as is elizebeth gueterrez. these two are the man from barra de navidad who balance rocks infront of city hall, el patrino restaurant. these are the 2 killers of the children here in mexico and they balancer rocks on the malecon infront of the light house, this is where i sit on my bench every day. charlie, juan carlos vargas balances rocks in front of the statue of the clown eatting a hard boiled egg, paridise burgers.

i spoke to the man , he lives in barre de navidad, his daughter is a lawyer who thinks she is the best. and he hates her. he wanted me to buy a watch, i had no money, so he called me a faggot and stormed away.

 this is benjimen netanyaho prime minister of isreal and lea, the time kepper from central maintance department catyletic time keepers office. she talks dirty of raul from the restaurant san angel, ( where juan carlos vargas cabello mother works, she is lady diana spencer. her name is airma. we found her in guadalajara.raul is judge horrowicks of fort mcmurray alberta.san angel cafe. above san angel cafe is the muslim brotherhood, maria of mismaloya.and her husband sam. kinta hotels and arab el. this is the mother of maria from mismaloya. she is the assistant of bloomberg, who is the father of julia lewis dryfuss, the billionair father of elaine from sienfrld, and saturday night live she works at michechow vape shop next to torres realty. this is pat clarck of bonnieville and catyletic suncor site and his father joe clark, canadian prime minister who was voted out of office in a vote of non confidence. annibel torrez lives in 515 manitail with benjimen netanyaho prime minister of isreal. they are both telepaticos. changlings. she is elizebeth gueterrez and pat clark from bonnieville alberta. pat clark married my sister michele karen dombrowski bancroft kershenko clark williams. derek williams is aldo daniel enriquez novela of 551 beaconhill drive fort mcmurray, he married my sister sheree lynn dombrowski and became a citizen of canada.his father is juangabrielenriqueznovela@gmail.com retired marina who lives in my sisters house in manzanilo colima. he and his gang, los zettas are thye mexican military who went to fiort mcvmurray and worked for the waterways vegitable gardens rakeing the streets of fort mcmurray before the mexican military burned down fort mcmurray alberta canada. this is and are the facts as i kelly brian dombrowski know them. it was the mexican military, that got off the plane in alberta as reported on alberta news television stations and is was when fort mcmurray was booming and then fort mcmurray alberta burned to the ground. in total. i suggest that the mexican military, in total be chrged with the crime HARISY. the overthrow of the vatican state and the governments of canada united states and mexico. i suggest that the governm,ents of the free world arrest all members of the mexican military and protect them in a place where they can not be harmed. i suggest that all persons involved in this crime be housed in a place in mexico, guarded by mexicans. and i suggest that canada, my county provide the world court and the mexican government with a decloration of war.. i suggest that canada enact the war measures act as canada did in 1914 when my great gandfather kiaser willhelm was assasignated in germany which started world war one and for the jewova witnesses..luz de mundo. the END OF Days began.

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en la villa — puerto vallarta, mx

marzo 2024

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Flamingos Beach in Puerto Vallarta

As one of the best places to visit for an all-inclusive resort, Flamingos Beach in Nuevo Vallarta is a popular spot for vacationers from around the world. It has a beautiful stretch of fine white sand and a variety of activities that you can enjoy. Whether you’re looking for an exotic swim or a thrilling adventure, there are plenty of things to do at this beautiful beach. Guests of the Villa del…

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Your Perfect Wedding Awaits: Puerto Vallarta and Mexico by Liz Moore Destination Weddings

A destination wedding isn’t just an event—it’s a once-in-a-lifetime experience where love meets paradise. Mexico, with its vibrant culture, stunning landscapes, and luxurious resorts, is one of the most sought-after wedding destinations. Among its jewels, Puerto Vallarta stands out as a favorite for couples looking to celebrate their love in a tropical setting. With Liz Moore Destination Weddings, you’ll find expert guidance for every step of your journey, ensuring that your dream wedding becomes a reality.

Why Choose a Wedding Planner in Mexico?

Planning a wedding in a foreign destination can be both exciting and challenging. With countless options for venues, themes, and logistics to handle, having a dedicated wedding planner simplifies the process. Liz Moore Destination Weddings specializes in crafting personalized wedding experiences in Mexico. Here’s why working with a Wedding Planner in Mexico is essential:

Local Expertise: A wedding planner has in-depth knowledge of the best venues, vendors, and local customs, ensuring every detail is perfect.

Stress-Free Planning: From handling paperwork to managing timelines, a planner takes the weight off your shoulders.

Tailored Experiences: Wedding planners help bring your unique vision to life, whether you’re dreaming of a beachfront ceremony or a grand ballroom gala.

Cost-Efficiency: With established relationships with local vendors, a planner can often secure better rates and packages.

Puerto Vallarta: A Tropical Paradise for Your Wedding

The Allure of Puerto Vallarta

Nestled along Mexico’s Pacific Coast, Puerto Vallarta is a dreamy destination that combines natural beauty with rich cultural heritage. Known for its golden beaches, lush jungles, and vibrant local traditions, it’s a haven for couples seeking a romantic and picturesque wedding venue.

Why Hire a Wedding Planner in Puerto Vallarta?

A Wedding Planner in Puerto Vallarta ensures a seamless experience, from the initial planning stages to the final celebration:

Venue Selection: Choose from luxury beachfront resorts, charming haciendas, or private villas.

Vendor Coordination: Get access to trusted local florists, caterers, and photographers.

Cultural Flair: Incorporate Mexican traditions like Mariachi bands or tequila toasts to add a unique touch to your celebration.

Top Wedding Venues in Puerto Vallarta

Garza Blanca Preserve Resort & Spa: Offering breathtaking ocean views and luxurious amenities, it’s perfect for an elegant affair.

Hyatt Ziva Puerto Vallarta: A family-friendly resort with private beach access and stunning venues.

Villa Verano: A luxurious private villa for intimate gatherings with panoramic views of Banderas Bay.

Activities for Guests in Puerto Vallarta

Make your wedding a memorable getaway for your guests with these exciting activities:

Strolling along the famous Malecón Boardwalk.

Exploring the lush Sierra Madre Mountains through hiking or zip-lining.

Embarking on a sunset cruise or snorkeling adventure in Banderas Bay.

Why Mexico is Perfect for Destination Weddings

Mexico offers something for every couple, from the vibrant energy of Cancun to the serene beauty of Puerto Vallarta. Here are some reasons why Mexico stands out as a wedding destination:

Diverse Landscapes: Beaches, mountains, jungles, and colonial towns offer a wide array of picturesque backdrops.

World-Class Resorts: Mexico boasts luxurious resorts that provide all-inclusive wedding packages, simplifying the planning process.

Cultural Richness: Incorporate the colors, flavors, and traditions of Mexico into your celebration for an unforgettable experience.

Accessibility: Mexico’s proximity to the U.S. and Canada makes it convenient for guests to attend.

The Liz Moore Destination Weddings Experience

Expert Guidance

At Liz Moore Destination Weddings, we specialize in creating unforgettable weddings tailored to your vision. Our wedding planners work closely with couples to bring their dream weddings to life in Mexico.

Personalized Services

Whether you’re planning an intimate elopement or a grand celebration, we offer services that cater to every need:

Venue scouting and booking.

Assistance with legal requirements and documentation.

Coordination of décor, catering, and entertainment.

Management of guest accommodations and activities.

Stress-Free Planning

From the first consultation to the final dance, Liz Moore Destination Weddings ensures a stress-free experience. With our expertise, you can focus on enjoying your special day while we handle the details.

Top Wedding Destinations in Mexico

Cancun

Known for its white sandy beaches and turquoise waters, Cancun is perfect for couples seeking a vibrant and lively wedding destination. With luxurious resorts and plenty of activities, it’s a crowd-pleaser for guests.

Los Cabos

For those dreaming of a dramatic desert-meets-sea backdrop, Los Cabos offers breathtaking vistas and world-class venues.

Puerto Vallarta

Combining tropical beauty with a charming town ambiance, Puerto Vallarta is ideal for romantic and culturally rich weddings.

Riviera Maya

With its lush jungles and serene beaches, Riviera Maya provides a tranquil setting for nature-loving couples.

Puerto Vallarta vs. Other Mexican Destinations

When choosing between Puerto Vallarta and other Mexican destinations, consider:

Atmosphere: Puerto Vallarta offers a blend of natural beauty and cultural charm, while Cancun and Los Cabos cater to a more resort-focused experience.

Activities: Puerto Vallarta is ideal for couples and guests who enjoy outdoor adventures and local traditions.

Budget: Depending on your budget, Puerto Vallarta can be a more affordable yet equally luxurious option compared to other destinations.

Tips for Planning Your Destination Wedding in Puerto Vallarta

Choose the Right Season: The dry season (November to April) is ideal for outdoor weddings.

Visit the Destination in Advance: If possible, plan a trip to Puerto Vallarta to scout venues and meet with vendors.

Consider Your Guests: Ensure accommodations and activities are convenient and enjoyable for your guests.

Work with a Local Planner: Hiring a wedding planner with local expertise, like Liz Moore Destination Weddings, ensures a seamless experience.

Begin Your Wedding Journey with Liz Moore Destination Weddings

Planning a destination wedding is an exciting adventure, and with Liz Moore Destination Weddings, it’s also a stress-free and enjoyable experience. Whether you’re dreaming of a beachfront ceremony in Puerto Vallarta or a grand celebration in Cancun, our team is here to make your vision a reality.