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Monday, May 25, 2009


The view from my canopy bed at the pool...

If you have some vacation time and a little extra cash, I highly recommend taking a trip to Mexico right now, particularly Quintana Roo. It is super cheap to fly there right now, and it is super empty of tourists. Our resort wasn't all-inclusive, and of course there is a big mark-up on food and alcohol, but we still ate and drank ourselves stupid (oh I think I gained 15 pounds, ugh) and spent about $100/day, also including activities and shopping. And did I mention we drank a whole helluva lot? Oh man did we drink a lot.

We had a great time. The weather was (nearly) perfect. It was a little muggy when we first got there, and rained for a couple hours one day. (I simply laid in the lounge chair under an umbrella and continued reading my book and nursing my really crazily strong Mai Tai.)

We stayed at Grand Mayan Riviera Maya, which is a beautiful, and currently very empty, resort. Our friends' parents have a timeshare and got us the place there. It was their 5-year anniversary (yay!) and they invited us along since the "room" is actually a two-bedroom condo that sleeps 12 and has two bathrooms, a kitchen, living room and private balcony. The only complaint we had was the beds totally sucked. And as much as we drank, all-inclusive would be much cheaper. (Seriously. We drank a lot.) So when we return someday, I think we'll go with that option (since the hotel room won't be practically free next time!). But, if you aren't drinking 10+ mixed drinks a day, and making a glutton of yourself, the regular resort is probably the way to go!

Our friends got there the day before we did. When we arrived on Sunday evening, we took our stuff to the room then went out to look for them (I'll call them H and L). We were able to find H in the pool (trashed off his ass since he'd been in the pool drinking for 7 hours) where he'd made friends with a large boisterous guy and some other people (pretty much the only people at the resort). We hung out in the pool for awhile until the pool bar closed (a bar inside a pool, how awesome is that), and made friends too, which was really cool since the resort was practically empty and we were the ones who weren't going to let swine flu half-way across the country deter us from our vacations. H left the pool, and then L went off to find him, since he was shitwrecked (although she wasn't much more sober). Apparently after H left the pool, he got into a scuffle with a giant lizard, or possibly a giant moth, or possibly a flock of angry flamingos, and when L caught up with him, he was outside our room being attended to by resort security and a paramedic for the gashes in his shin. No stitches required though, nor any trips to a Mexican hospital. He has no memory of how his injury occurred. Seven hours of drinking in the pool will do that! (Like I said, we drank a lot.)

My Mai Tai and a nerdy but fun book on int'l relations. Yay for reading for pleasure!

The view from our private balcony

In addition to hanging out at the resort in Riviera Maya, which also had beach access (the beach is too rocky to really enjoy, however), we went to Playa del Carmen for some shopping and awesome beach time (and since we couldn't find a restroom, L and I changed on the beach while trying not to scare any locals with our pasty white asses). We also had one of the most fabulous meals ever, which included some awesome shrimp empanadas and a mango margarita that was super strong, whew!

We also spent one day doing an all-inclusive "luxury bus tour" to Chichen Itza. All-you-can-drink beer and mixed drinks on the bus, a lunch buffet and open bar again, and a guided tour of Chichen Itza, with a pit stop to the Cenote (sinkhole) for a swim and lunch. It was hot, but not unbearable (on our last trip to Mexico, we went to Tulum and Xel-Ha, and it was so unbearably hot and muggy I thought I was going to stroke out). Unfortunately, they don't let you climb the pyramid anymore, but it was still pretty awesome. (I'm an archaeology nerd, so it's a life-long dream of mine to visit the site.)

Chichen Itza and our tour group

Diving into the cenote

In addition, Husband and I also went parasailing for the first time. We went out from the beach on Riviera Maya, took a jet ski to the boat where we geared up and sailed off the boat. It was breathtaking, I definitely recommend it! We always talked about doing it and then never did, so we finally did it. It was expensive but so worth it, it was totally cool. I love adventurous sports that requires little athletic ability on my part (because I have none, and I have no sense of balance). Stuff like scuba diving, rappelling, rafting, etc. I'd love to try waterskiing, but I'm pretty sure that requires balance, so that would probably be something I would suck at.

The guacamole was so fantastic, we had it every day (thus why my pants are tight). On our last night, we went to the very expensive (but so worth it) dinner buffet with open bar and "Mexican entertainment." I definitely ate and drank my money's worth (I woke up the next morning still full! Ugh! So fat!). The show... oh my. First, there was the mariachi band. Okay, makes sense. Then there's a Mexican-flavored Vegas-type show, with scantily-clad dancers and acrobats and we even saw this one dude's junk. (The final costumes were these skin tight white pants for the guys, and they weren't wearing anything under them... as evidenced by the fact that one dancer had a rip down the middle of his crotch. Even worse that part of the choreography included side kicks. Wardrobe malfunction!)

Then we flew home on Friday with no problems. Spent some much-needed snuggle time with Cora, who apparently was acting out at daycare in protest of us being gone, throwing tantrums and shoving other little girls out of their chairs because she wanted to sit there instead of her own chair. But overall she did fine. My mom watched her for the week, and one of my law school friends babysat one night while mom was at church. Then Saturday we headed up to Chicago (the western 'burbs) to see family, since Husband's sister and nieces (who live out west) are here visiting the sister who lives in Illinois. Cora got to play with all four of her cousins, and Husband's parents are here visiting too. Cora especially bonded with her youngest cousin, who is four. They had such a great time together, it was adorable. We're leaving tomorrow morning, before the family picnic, however, because Husband has to be back at the hospital on Tuesday for clinicals, and I'd really like to spend some time relaxing before BarBri on Thursday. But it does suck we'll miss seeing all of Husband's cousins (he has like 30 of them), and aunts/uncles. We're hoping to get home by early evening and get things back to normal!

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