The first time I went to an outing with K's company I had to sign an agreement that I wouldn't share his companies secrets, little do they know that when he and his co-workers talk, I have absolutely no idea what they are talking about. When his company took us on an all expenses trip to an island in the Atlantic Ocean, they took it a step further and sent us under an assummed company name. It felt almost like being a spy. Not to mention that the hotel staff assumed K and I were hitched and his last name is hard to pronounce in Spanish, so began the 5 days I spent as Mrs. Foong.
I have to say, being Mrs. Foong was pretty nice. She slept in, drank Coco Locos, read on the beach, and ate spiny lobsters at 10 at night fresh off the grill. She spoke the langauge of the natives and made a couple friends. Here are pictures of my time as Mrs. Foong.
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