Hey Scott, what’s with the not posting for a week. They say a picture is worth a thousand words, so:
Andrea, Elena and I (along with five members or our family) returned the scene of the crime, where Andrea and I were married ten years ago, to renew our vows, which had expired in December. It was a week of food, more food, and lots of sun time. I also got some minor sunburns, nothing big, and nothing to stop the enjoyment of being in constant 80+ weather.
The photo above was taken from a sunset dinner on the beach, with lobster, steak, and lots of wine. With only a small fiasco involving the music, the meal was flawless, and we are once again under vow to stick with each other for the next decade.
This was our fifth trip to Barceló Maya. Every experience has been wonderful – except for the registration process. This part of the Barceló experience is always slow, painful, and a crap-shoot. We joked while standing in line about what could go wrong, and our request to be on the third floor with a king bed was dashed by the receptionist by telling us we had a first floor room with two beds. It turns out she was wrong about the beds. At least our room, in the Oaxaca building, was quiet. And the bathroom was certainly nice, too. But seriously, the registration process is terrible and painful. I’ve written hotel reservation software before, and it’s not that hard.
Everything else was enjoyable. The water was perfect, both in the pool and, more importantly, the ocean. I’m not a pool guy, but give me a sizable body of open water, and I’m happy – if it’s warm. Our spot outside of the lobby building on the Palace was usually clear of others, probably because the swimming right off our portion of the beach wasn’t that good. But it was great was some sun.
I took up snorkeling on this trip, and loved it – and I have the bumps of sun poisoning to prove it. There is a reef just off shore, filled with colorful fish I had only seen before in aquariums, and sea urchins with spikes big enough to do some serious damage. The first two days were calm, but the others were windy, and stirred up a lot of sand, making visibility difficult. Still better than standing at my desk in East Lansing, though.
And the food! So much food…
Many nights were theme nights, and you can probably guess the night from this picture. If you couldn’t find anything you liked among the hundred or so options, you have a serious problem in life.
Our next Mexico experience will not involve Barceló, but perhaps a future one will. Will the sixth time be the charm to win at the registration game? No – there are only losers in that contest. But they’ll still have a great beach.