Showing posts with label vacation - Mexico. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vacation - Mexico. Show all posts

Monday, August 22, 2011

Mexico & "The Ring"


My vacation to Mexico with MS was wonderful.  I tried not to worry or take advantage of the fact that he paid for the all-inclusive get away and contributed as much as possible to the extras before and after the trip. 

As I blogged here about whether or not MS would propose and being convinced that he wouldn't, I did find it somewhat awkward the night before we left that when checking-in online to our flight he inadvertently typed his last name as mine.  I brushed it off.  Unfortunately, we weren't able to get seats together on our flight from Detroit to Cancun.  We booked them anyway and I figured we would talk to the gate agent in the morning before our three hour delay to see if we could switch seats. 

We got up at 4:00a.m. and made it to the airport and arrived in Detroit without issue.  We walked the terminal to our gate to inquire about changing seats. Surprisingly a second agent (the first told us to come back an hour before our flight) asked us where we were flying to and offered that if we wanted to fly through Atlanta she would put us in first class and we would only arrive 48 minutes later.  After convincing MS it was a good idea and he would still be able to get breakfast before boarding our flight to Atlanta we made the change and each received a $400 flight credit to use in the future!  BONUS!  See, another contribution I made to the trip! ;)

We arrived in Cancun and did exactly what we were advised not to...we talked with the timeshare people and booked a tour.  For our $40 good faith deposit we were ensured of a 90 minute presentation at a nearby resort, two bottles of tequila, two tickets for a 6 hour party boat of deep sea fishing and discounts of 2-1 passes for attractions (particularly para sailing).  We figured well worth 90 minutes.  Of course when we went to have our hotel concierge staff to call our free taxi, they refused and sent a manager to discuss with us the intricate details of our "tour" proclaiming we would be forced to stay for 4-6 hours. He offered that if we toured our resort for 2 hours he would compensate us with two bottles of tequila, $40 deposit refund and $100 to put toward the fishing expedition.  After three separate negotiations (him going to speak to a supervisor - or himself) he finally agreed to the tequila, the deposit, free internet/telephone calls for the remainder of our stay, and $250 credit (the cost of the deep sea fishing).  Since we had missed the last arrival time for the booked tour, we took the offer of our resort.  Fortunately, our sales person was hung over from the previous night's company party and was starving.  He asked if we were interested in purchasing, we said "no" and he asked if we minded joining him for breakfast.  We did ask to tour the upscale casitas and our sales pitch was over in less than 54 minutes!  What a blessing!  BONUS!


The resort was beautiful.  We didn't spend much time outside in the sun as it was really HOT.  It didn't help matters that the first time out to the pool where we fed an iguana and participated in aqua aerobics, MS got FRIED on his chest and stomach.  See, MS informed me that I needed to remind him about sunblock and that if he got burnt, he would be miserable and want to stay out of the sun.  I was the dutiful girlfriend and reminded him and put the block on his back before we left the room.  MS...well he forgot to put it on his chest and stomach!  So he wore a shirt the rest of the vacation!


MS has a thing for turtles.  So he purchased a couple memento turtles while we were in Playa del Carmen.  In addition, he was excited to participate in a paint-a-pot activity that was near the pool at the resort every day.  The day I learned my father had passed (with our free internet access pass), we had plans to paint.  It was actually a very good diversion that I didn't have to hold it together too much and was able to focus on painting and not have to be "happy".  I wasn't really sure what I wanted to paint, but opted for a plate.  With the help of the guy that sells the plates - he puts back in the clear black lines and added some birds and the small bushes in the desert, the plate looked pretty awesome when it was done! 
 
 
Anyone who knows me, should know that I have a slight issue with motion.  Dramamine is my friend.  I knew that I would need dramamine before our deep sea fishing adventure.  MS however, he loves to fish and boat.  Our boat for the fishing expedition had two crew, MS and I and a group of three men.  The fumes from the exhaust were pretty awful and fortunately I was doing well dealing with the uneasiness of the boat along with the smell.  I even managed to do OK after MS asked for dramamine, reeled in a "bait fish" and managed to hurl over the side before he ever got the dramamine open.  He went into the cabin where he laid his head down on the table and remained the rest of the "three hour tour" (oh wait, that was Gilligan's island - but pretty much the same!).  I knew that I had no interest in standing to real in a fish, so I just sat on the back of the boat and watched.  When the youngest of the men, a son in his late teens/early twenties who also rejected reeling in a fish, leaned over board and lost his marbles, that was too much for me.  I, on the other side of the boat, got sick too.  Not only did I get sick once, I managed to get sick a second time simultaneously with the father of the young man.  Yes, four of the five of us on the boat, were sick.  Unfortunately it didn't help the crew and the one healthy passenger - a retired navy person of 27 years - to catch more fish!  We headed in a little early as the fish were few and we weren't feeling well.  Fortunately MS and I didn't pay $250 for the adventure, so we weren't so bothered by our ill fortune. 
 
 
On several vacations, I have purchased rings.  Granted the last few have been less than $8 each, but a ring that I fancy no less.  I had full intention of purchasing a "real" ring of sorts this trip.  MS had offered to buy me a ring.  I wasn't sure exactly what the offer entailed - cost or intention - so rather than inquire, I pretty much ignored the offer.  While we looked around Playa del Carmen, I was looking at rings that were rather expensive.  I was considering another ring similar to the ring I purchased in Colorado (which after 18 months a stone fell out during dinner on this vacation.  So lucky!), but decided I wanted different "bling".  I negotiated a fantastic deal and I bought a beautiful ring.  After our trip MS had said he did want to buy me a ring - but seeing that I negotiated a deal for cash, he didn't have that kind of cash on him.  MS wasn't a fan of the ring I picked thinking that it is WAY too big, but I LOVE it and that is all that matters (although he has been gazing at it and inspecting it on several occasions!)!
 

MS and I went on a kayaking tour the morning after Playa.  We had originally planned on taking the shuttle to Cancun for the day, but opted not to as we had our boating adventure and Playa del Carmen the night before.  Since we had purchased souvenirs - MS his turtles and me my ring - we didn't see a reason to check out Cancun.  So we had fun participating in activities at the resort.  We started off with the kayaking and I managed well without dramamine; however, MS didn't fare as well.  My competitive edge found me near the instructor while MS was way behind the last kayaker.  When we reached an area to look for fish, I asked MS if he was OK, which he replied NO.  He reported that his hips were cramping and he wasn't able to sit in the kayak comfortably.  Fortunately the tour was only an hour and he managed to survive! 

The vacation was a great escape.  I was saddened to learn of my father's passing, but glad to have MS there to comfort me and a good distraction of Mexico.  We enjoyed fabulous dining experiences at the restaurants at the resort.  My favorite was de Italia.  While the resort, El Dorado Royale is voted one of the number one honeymoon resorts in the world, I think I enjoyed Iberostar more as we weren't on a honeymoon.  I never received the same drink twice, despite ordering the same.  The nightly entertainment was also definitely lacking, but MS and I had a great time and a wonderful vacation.  I am definitely looking forward to more vacations and memories with MS. 

Friday, July 15, 2011

Perfect Timing To Be...

In the midst of craziness of Little League regular season finishing, team tournaments, Allstar tournaments and T's weekend travel tournament team, I am almost at the point of no return of baseball.  The last minute craziness of scheduled practices, the lack of communication and the forgetfulness of a fourteen year old with his baseball equipment dispersed between homes, I am at my limit!

In addition to baseball there is the little nuances of the latest round of hidden drama of an ailing father and his wife's adolescent behavior and lack of communication toppled on top of a job of no return or reward.  The job issues shall pass - since they are crisis related for the most part - but the surmounting frustration of recruiting and retaining when the reality of people's lives, family and abuse occur leaves the situation prospects rather dismal.

While the much needed vacation could come sooner, I am definitely welcoming the vacation that MS planned for just the two of us, seven days/six nights (cutting a night short to return to motherhood and a respite foster care placement) in Riviera Maya, Mexico.

We are staying at one of the adult only resorts of karismahotels.  While I went to the Riviera Maya in 2008 and stayed at an Iberostar with JN, we never left the resort.  MS and I are hoping to travel and venture to Cancun and Playa Del Carmen.  He would like to go deep sea fishing and we both would like to parasail.  He would also love to play some golf which I said would be a great solo opportunity for him :)  but agreed that if he wanted company (and entertainment) I would golf with him!  I can't wait for this much needed vacation.  MS and I have been spending more time together when we can, but clearly this seven day vacation traveling out of the country shall test our relationship.

I believe that he and I are ready for this test.  

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Vacation

In the midst of all the chaos, my next vacation is planned and booked. I booked my airfare and even with the ridiculous baggage charge, I couldn't beat the steal of a deal I found with half the drive distance, non-stop flights and great rate!

With the airfare on the mind, I checked a few of the cruises online as well as talked with a travel agent. All of the "deals" online came up with the same as an agent, so I felt more comfortable with booking with a travel agent. Work summoned me and I passed it off to my mom to contact a local Floridian agent who found the same deal and we are now done.

I have several days in Florida before we leave for our five day West Caribbean cruise. I have another day after the cruise before I fly back home and then have the weekend to recuperate, enjoy the winter Michigan weather I will return to and then go back to work.

I'm so excited! Now I have a month to hit the gym and do my two most favorite things - tan and shop. Yeah, or I could do what I really plan on doing, nothing other than look forward to my trip and count down the days. Yes, that's exactly what I plan to do!

Saturday, November 1, 2008

My Tattoo

I've never really ever had the desire to get a tattoo. I'm not one on physical pain and torture. I do enough of that without asking for it. Besides that, I had no desire to permanently mark myself in anyway.


At least that's what I thought until I went to Mexico.


I've always thought that if I were to get a tattoo, it would be one of comical relief. I have had two knee surgeries, the most recent was eight years ago when I had reconstructive to replace my ACL. It left a scar about 1.5" long and a few centimeters wide. I used to joke that if I were to get a tattoo I would have two balls added, one on each side of my scar to represent a penis. Furthermore, I would joke that if and when I decided if I wanted the penis to look erect or flaccid upon viewing, that's when I would get a tattoo. I didn't want it to be anything completely obnoxious, but one that you would have to take a second look, as it couldn't seriously be a tattoo of a penis.


You only live once, right? I'm not getting any younger and Mexico presented the perfect opportunity for a tattoo.


Alcohol and a tattoo parlor within walking distance from the beach. Not to mention the peer pressure from JN as she wanted to get her second tattoo.


I have to admit the look on the two men's faces, Roberto and his buddy, when I asked if they could make my scar into a penis was... PRICELESS. I was hoping to only have the balls added, but with the language barriers and their belief that it may not look like a penis without additional work, I now sport a full penis on my right leg.


While I still can't write my name in the snow while peeing, I have a penis.


I have to admit that it's been rather entertaining to see people's reactions when they notice the artwork. I even found humor in the dead silence when I told the bf that I got a tattoo. And then his response, "I thought you said you would never get a tattoo?"


I haven't mentioned it to my mom yet. Oh how proud of me I'm sure she would be!






All I can say is....Thank God for Henna!

Carlos & Cocktails

We arrived at our hotel, Iberostar Playa Del Mar at approximately noon on Tuesday. I hadn't slept but a couple hours the past two days and had a few catnaps on the plane down to Mexico.





The hotel was absolutely beautiful. The grounds were full of lush jungle like greens and flowers and the lobby was large and inviting. The resort was well kept and had groundskeepers everywhere. We were greeted with a welcome drink upon check in. The room was lovely and we quickly headed out to the locate the pool and the all inclusive drinks.





The pool was absolutely beautiful. We went up to the pool bar and that's where we first met Carlos, the bartender. I can't tell you how many shots of tequila I did after the many "pretty" mixed drinks that Carlos made. The polish men can definitely hold their alcohol, and who was I to not try to keep up?



It may have had something to do with the lack of sleep or the lack of food. Or it may have been my make-up for my Grenada Gone Wrong vacation. Or it may have come down to the amount of alcohol that I managed to consume in a short amount of time. Or maybe it was a combination of everything.


I found myself the center of attention with a half dozen previous drinking pals observing me try to get off the lounge chair by the pool, passed out and covered in a towel at 3:30P.M. as JN tried to escort me back to the room. The hooping and hollering of the crowd didn't do much for my drunken-ass lack of self-esteem in a f'n two piece bathing suit to say the least! Nothing like making a good first day impression!


Regardless, I missed our welcome orientation meeting. I missed our first possible trip to the snack bar. I missed our first dinner. I missed our first night in the Riviera Maya. Well, to sum it all up, I missed it all!


Here's me living up my first night in a beautiful all-inclusive, five golden apple resort:




Not to be put to shame, I did show my face again around the resort. Even so much as hitting the gym at 6:30a.m. the next morning! At breakfast I was greeted by one of my fellow cohorts with a "Good day! How are we feeling today?" I even mustered up the courage to return back to the scene of the crime. On our second to last day, we even took a picture with Carlos, how could we not?


Whistle

I must reiterate that sometimes I can be very naive.



I'm not a huge fan of shopping, not a fan by any means. I'm all for a good deal, but if it doesn't present itself to me, I seldom hunt it out. Of all my vacations, I seldom have purchased souvenirs. I like money (Okay, I LOVE money). Any kind of money. So I've made a point to obtain foreign currency at every country I've been to. I have no intention of making it rich off my foreign monies, but I enjoy collecting them, as does my son.



Purchasing other souvenirs or gifts doesn't come easy to me. For my Europe trip I was asked by a friend to purchase chocolate in every country. It turned into a chore. I didn't buy any other real gifts, nothing seemed worth of purchasing. Grenada, my son and I each purchased t-shirts (which his "broke" after the first washing) and then had our money. Riviera Maya wasn't any different.



Seeing that we didn't leave the resort, we shopped at the stores on site and the local vendors. I did make a decision that I was going to purchase a necklace before I left. I have to admit, that I think I got a good deal. Regardless, I love it and that's all that matters!



I was looking at the vendors and came upon a whistle. It looked like it was made of onyx and it was in the shape of an alligator. I know that my son is 11, but I thought it was pretty cool. I didn't attempt to blow the whistle, but curious I inquired of the cost and learned that it was $20.00, far too much for a whistle. I would have paid $5.00 but not being the bartering kind, I moved to the next table. JN made comments with the vendor about it being illegal. What?



So I asked how a whistle was illegal. It clearly must have been because the whistle was made of onyx and it couldn't be brought across the border. Right?



Unfortunately I didn't think of taking a picture of the whistle. Here is another form that they were selling but not in the alligator shape (they also had penis whistles but I didn't feel that it was appropriate):





JN in complete hysterics, thinking I was completely being sarcastic about the whistle informed me that in fact, the alligator was not a whistle, put a pipe.


Seriously?

Mexico

I'm officially back from my 4-day vacation in the Riviera Maya, Mexico. I can honestly say, that I'm not happy about it. I would like more than anything to return back to the resort! We stayed in a fabulous resort, the Iberostar Playa Del Mar. As the trip was so brief, we didn't leave the resort to venture to Playa Carmen, Cancun or Cozumel. It was nice to be catered to. My First Annual Pre-Hunting Holiday will be the first of many!

I'm already missing the sun, the company, the lack of schedule, the lack of pressure. It was nice to not have to have responsibilities, to have almost no access to the world that awaited back at home.

I had a wonderful time. JN and I got along fabulously. I'm really beginning to think that I am making better choices at the friends and company that I have, since another trip and JN and I are still talking! At no time on the trip did I wish to be back home. She is a fabulous travel companion and a great friend!

I would like to admit that maybe over the years that I've changed. That maybe I have become a better traveler. A better friend. Maybe I've learned to relax and enjoy the moment. Life is far too short.