As the plane descended, I could see the beautiful green flora. Feeling the warm, tropical breeze as I deplaned, all passengers were directed to customs. After getting through customs, I hopped on the bus to the resort. Good thing I wasn’t driving, since all the signs were in Spanish, and I only know a few words in Spanish.
The final destination was the Hard Rock Hotel on the Yucatan Peninsula in Riviera Maya, Mexico.
“Hola, Ma’am. Let me show you to your room,” offered a courteous gentleman on staff. Talk about deluxe accommodations! There was a huge, deep bathtub with jets right in my room. “Gracias,” I replied as he left me to get settled.
Time to explore! After changing into my swimwear, I walked down the sidewalk and discovered one of the swimming pools. Just beyond the pool were the sandy beach and the clear blue water of the Gulf of Mexico. Breathtaking! Floating around in the warm water with the sun shining on my face was so relaxing.
The aroma of pizzas being wood fired poolside and the buffet including tacos and more stirred my hunger. After getting a plate of that delicious food, I sat at a table overlooking the ocean. Be careful not to leave your plate unattended or the birds will help themselves.
Making my way over to the pool, I slipped and fell.
Lady: “Do you know what kind of booze they put in a margarita?”
Me: “No. Actually, I just fell.”
Lady: “Have you been drinking?”
Lady: “Maybe you should start.”
That made me laugh; it’s a funny memory. Once I got up and made my way into the pool, there were waterfalls and a water slide, and a swim-up bar. Ordering a virgin pina colada with a chase of water was as daring as I wanted to be. Staying hydrated and healthy was a wise choice in the hot sun.
There was something for everyone! Relaxing by the pool in the sun or shade, or joining in a pool foam party or volleyball game to the beat of the music playing were some of the choices.
Later for dinner, options included: French cuisine at Le Petit Cochon, Italian cuisine at Ciao, or Mexican cuisine at Los Gallos. Room service was also an option any time. My favorite dinner place was the French cuisine, but they are all délicieux. Wherever you eat, bon appetit! There was no extra cost since this trip was ALL-INCLUSIVE ! I had the time of my life riding with the staff on the golf carts that chauffeured me around from building to building.
The spa, oh my, the spa was amazing! First, you get pampered while using the sauna, the steam room, and Jacuzzi. The attentive staff offered fruit water to drink while you waited in a plush chair for the treatment of your choice. Alberto was my favorite masseuse. I was treated like a VIP. Every person working there pampered me and made me feel beautiful.
Two adventurous extra activities I chose were a dolphin experience and a catamaran excursion enjoying the colorful sunset. You may have guessed water activities and the spa are what I love most. If you are more of a history buff and enjoy walking, Chichen Itza is a magnificent pyramid or Tulum, a walled city with ruins.
Normally the excursions and my visits to the spa would have cost extra. I had credits included (being that I am a member of a particular travel club), I used the credits to enrich my journey to “paradise”.
The benefits of traveling solo I have found are time for self-care, self-discovery, meeting new people, or just taking
time to enjoy yourself. Do the things you want to do; travel and go where you want to go. Feel free to share your dreams with me and maybe I can show you how to make them happen. Tell me your travel stories.
We all need that spot of R&R sometimes, we dream of pool-side drinks,cabana boys and good countless hours to catch up on reading or being treated like a queen in a spa. Somtimes, the best R&R is time alone!
Lori talks to us about her all exclusive trip to the paradise called Mexico.
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With passport in hand, I was off to my first trip outside the United States. Was I wishing I had someone to come with me? Not really. Personally, I’d rather go alone than to have someone cramp my style. I was ready for another adventure. It was time to fly away to paradise.