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Subject: Cancun #25 - Hell in Mexico
(Posted on Apr 26, 2014 at 07:54PM ) Tags:
What’s in a name, especially, when it’s Hell?

  Painting: An image of Hell, with some angel leading a soul into the party, in the style of Dutch painter Hieronymus Bosch, and likely done by some Italian punter (oil on wood, circa 16th century). 

Supposedly, that hot “spot” has several characteristics, and certainly many names (to describe its multiple facets), judging by this here interesting and informative Islamic piece alone. Call it what you will, be it Jaheem, Jahannam, Lazaa, al-Sa’eer, Saqar, al-Hatamah and/or al-Haawiyah, but it takes on a whole new dimension when you’re down in Cancun, mid-winter, with your girlfriend, and fighting daily about anything and everything on what is otherwise supposed to be an awesome tropical vacation getaway.

Okay, so we took a break from sparring on Valentine’s Day, just for optics, priase be Allah. 

Regardless of what was going on with our personal relationaship at the time, bottomline, we were there for a wedding and had to suck it up, be nice, and make like we were a tight couple.. 

Here’s how my mindset at the time made that day in paradise for the couple come out and seem, at least upside my head. Go figure.

  Painting: Pristine Cartera Turkus

Nice work here by the way. Diggin’ that whole Día de los Muertos (Day of the Dead in Ingreesch) look, even if that doesn’t really come around in reality until Halloween, and we were there in February, 

By the end of that trip, she and I had split up, but the couple married that day back in 1996 are still trucking along just fine. Maybe all that tequila on the day/night of helped a lot long term.

Despite my whole “go to destination wedding with Swedish girlfriend and break up” domestic strife siutation at the time, the wedding was set against a dazzling beach backdrop in Cancun and the area around it on the Mayan Riviera, as this Pinterest Board attests to with some great photos (all of which are NOT mine, cuz like, I didn't own a cameria). This was all well before the day of mobile smartphones and tablets with hi-res, built-in, on-board cameras. 
 
The wedding, coupled wirh the GF split, all made for one of the more memorable and unique wedding experiences in my life, as some single stumblebum hitting matrimonial events all around the planet.